Altair: Ume…? What are you doing here?

Ume: You’re awake…

Altair: You look like hell.

Ume: [chuckles] Sleeping in hospital chairs will do that to you.

Altair: …how long have you been here?

Ume: Almost every night…for two months.

Altair: Two months..? 

Ume: How are a feeling?

Altair: A lot like how you look.

Ume: You’ve been through a lot. Do you need me to get you anything?

Altair: …Ume. Don’t do this.