I entered the room with a small smile and found Esme lying on the hospital bed, looking considerably less injured than I had expected. Jasmine and Nala were sitting on the couches along the wall, with a small table between them holding a few half-empty cups of water. The room was fairly plain, with white walls, a monitor beside the bed, and a curtain separating the bed from the neighboring section of the room. There were no dramatic machines or anything that made the situation look worse than it actually was. It looked exactly like what it was, a room where someone who had been involved in a minor accident was being kept for observation.
"Hey," I greeted her as I walked farther into the room. "Esme."
"Oh, hey."
I looked her over once more before relaxing a little. She had a small bandage wrapped around her left pinky finger, but otherwise, she looked completely fine.
