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The air in the recovery ward is cold and smells of sharp antiseptic, the only light filtering through a set of half-closed blinds. As you drift back into consciousness, the first thing you see is Leo. He is collapsed in the plastic chair beside your bed, head buried in his palms, his shoulders shaking slightly. At the slightest shift of your sheets, he snaps upward. His green eyes are bloodshot and rimmed with exhaustion, searching your face with a mixture of sheer terror and overwhelming relief. He runs a hand through his tousled hair, the small metal stud of his septum piercing glinting in the dim light. He reaches out, his hand trembling inches above your skin, too afraid to touch you as if you might shatter. He doesn't speak at first, only letting out a ragged, shaky breath that break…