"I'm... I'm so terribly sorry, Amaria. It's... It's horrible, how things like this even happen." Isako replied, shaking her head. Beads of tears glimmered in her large round eyes, which were so similar to that of her brother, only their color was a vibrant crimson.
"I'll explain him. I'm staying till he's well enough to go home, work doesn't matter. After all, he's my brother... I don't ever wanna lose him or see him hurt because it breaks my heart! I should be back in a while. I'll... I can be a messenger between you two if it would help!" Her hands dropped down to Amaria's, and she assured her that she's willing to do that with a smile, just to spring back up and run out of the room, followed by her fluttering skirt and clinking heels.
She found Seiki half laying, half sitting on the bed, looking somewhat better than before. He raised a weak smile at her. "I don't need the tubes anymore, at least that's what the doctor said." he announced, but he barely finished the sentence before Isako ran at him like a hurricane, and squeezed him as if he was a stuffed toy. "Sei, I was so worried, you can't even imagine!"
His eyes almost popped out when she gripped him like that. "O-ow, Isako! Stop!" he muttered, somewhere into her hair, trying to push himself away. Her jaw dropped, and she immediately let go off him. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Are you alright? I didn't want to hurt you, Sei..." She shook her head, a couple of large, crystal-clear tears rolling down her cheeks. His hand arose and wiped them off. "I'm not doing that bad, but if you squeeze me, you'll break even those ribs that are still fine by now." he warned her, somewhat jokingly, but when he lifted the covers, he was serious.
Isako covered her mouth, gasping in horror. The part of his chest that wasn't covered was full of stitches, on more places than she could count, going down from his ribs through his abdomen and hips to his thighs, some of them holding together gashes longer than her hand. Her palms went up to her eyes. "That must hurt..." she whispered.
"Right now only if you hug me like that." he corrected her. "Otherwise not too much, although I have been warned that recovery may be painful. While you were away, the doctor was here and explained it to me. Apparently I have a lot of bone tissue that needs to regenerate," his chin pointed at his left arm, "three ribs except for that, and that may take a while. In general, I'm fortunate to be alive and without permanent damage, even though the fractures in my left arm might be felt at times." He explained, calmly as it was usual for him. Isako was nodding while he spoke, but her face was full of concern.
"Besides, have you spoken to Amaria? How is she doing? And did she, by any chance, explain you what is that thing she sent me?"
His sister opened her mouth to speak, but words came out only a while later. "I saw her, she's awake, but looks pretty bad, she's got pieces of glass still in herself. I don't know what that thing is, but I can ask as I'll come back, alright?"
"Yes. Thanks, Isa."
"But she said that her condition is unstable, or that the doctors said so, and that she'll need some... Procedure. I'm not sure what kind of care she needs, but I suspect she'll need surgery to remove the glass, that's how it looks, though she sounded worried, because it's most likely not going to be paid for by insurance or anything." she shrugged sadly. "But father has already made sure that you'll get whatever you'll need, so you don't have to worry!"
Seiki frowned a little. "It was my car, and therefore my responsibility. I insisted on driving... Tell her she'll get that paid for and done as soon as possible. I'll make sure about it. On a somewhat related note... Do you have a laptop with yourself?" His gaze pierced Isako like a spear, but she shook her head. "You're not working yet! I'm sure you wouldn't even be allowed. But I'll go and explain it all to Amaria."
She walked out of the room, the ribbons and roses on her hair and dress jumping up and down, and a moment later reappeared in Amaria's room. She tried really hard to be serious, and repeated what Her brother told her - about himself, her, and all else - almost exactly in his words, while sitting on the edge of her bed. "You wouldn't believe me, but he already wanted to work, he asked me for a laptop. I'm worried..." she confessed in the end, folding her arms in her lap and staring forwards into the distance with her sad eyes.