[ Kate comes by in those wee hours, or near enough that the Medbay is quiet when she slips in to track William down. Her hands are gloved, only the edges visible outside the pockets of her purple hoodie. She'd been avoiding it for a while - sweatshirt + sweatpants is just a little too close to some sort of tracksuit deal for her liking and she doesn't currently have a choice about the pants. But the fuzzy interior won out, and she wears it with the hood bunched around her neck for maximum contact, even though the front zipper hangs open. ]
Hey. [ A simple greeting, kind of flat. She's recovering like everyone else but doesn't look great, still too pale and too thin, exhaustion written in every line of her from forehead to forearms. She lifts her hands out of her pockets and lets them hang at her sides. ] How've you been?
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Hey. [ A simple greeting, kind of flat. She's recovering like everyone else but doesn't look great, still too pale and too thin, exhaustion written in every line of her from forehead to forearms. She lifts her hands out of her pockets and lets them hang at her sides. ] How've you been?