Not much could have been done about Kanix's missing eye, but the doctors had managed to patch up the eye socket and stop the bleeding. They didn't have an eye to replace her missing one with, but they knew well enough that she would survive the injury. The next thing they had worked on were the burns covering her body; the patchwork of raw skin, where Sol's magic had begun eating away at her. Most of it was cleaning out the dirt and grime, as well as making sure no more poison was running through her. It was their utmost priority to make sure the child was all right and that none of the poison had managed to get to it. Once the check over and patching up was done, however, Kanix was sent off to one of the empty rooms in the hospital. She was left there to rest, and a nurse walked off to the waiting room in order to tell Jaeger the current situation of his woman.
The light clacking of heels on marble floor could be heard as the nurse walked toward the waiting room and to Jaeger. A clipboard was held in her hand and as she paused in front of the man resting in one of the chairs, she pushed her glasses up her nose. "
Mr. Krüger?" the woman inquired in a soft voice, "
I'm here on doctor's orders to inform you about your... wife?" She shifted her weight from one hip to the other and held onto one of her arms until Jaeger was looking intently up at her. "
It's been informed to me that they were successful in stopping the bleeding in her eye, but because there was no eye to work with, nothing could be done about restoring it. Unfortunately, they couldn't do much more of the basic work on her, since we have no medical records on the woman. As for the child... it was fortunate enough that none of the poison had reached the womb; the child is still healthy and active."
Silence followed after her words and she shifted her weight again, then cleared her throat and proceeded to speak. "
She's currently in one of our rooms; if you would like to visit her, you can follow me and I'll show you the room she's in." With that being said, the woman would turn on her heels and walk away from Jaeger, heading back to Kanix's temporary room. It wasn't long before she was back at the room and knocking the door, whether the Sleeping Forest mage had followed her or not. "
Kanix, do you mind if I come in?" the woman called from behind the door, one hand raised as if to knock again. Only when there was a small noise from within, did the nurse open the door and step inside, holding it open if Jaeger followed. "
Your husband is here to visit you, Kanix, are you well enough for visitors or do you want me to tell him off?"
Kanix rolled her head toward the door, listening to the nurse talking, but not saying anything while she spoke. She appeared to be almost... depressed... saddened... at the idea that she had survived the attack Sol pulled on her. Turning her head away from the nurse, she stared back in the direction of the window, numbed to the pain she had. "
Jaeger?" she murmured his name, hoarse and sadness- no, fear- coating the succulent sweetness of her voice. "
I'm so sorry..." The words had the sound of tears in them, but he wouldn't be able to see her crying with her head turned away. "
I... should've left right away the moment I sensed Sol in the area, but I didn't... I thought I could reconcile with him. I'm so sorry, Jaeger... I jeopardized the life of our child out of selfishness and hope... and look where it got me now..."
Tears were rolling down the cheek of her single eye, and she sniffled, her hands moving to her stomach beneath the blankets. "
I... was scared..." she whispered in her rasping voice, hesitant in speaking louder in fear that he would truly hear her crying. "
I've never felt so scared in my entire life; I could feel the intent of killing me just radiating off his entire body... I don't know what it had been, but whatever he was talking about earlier had saved me from losing our lives." In that moment, she turned her head back to Jaeger, where it was now clear to him that she was crying from her mistake. "
He... threatened... threatened to... child... out..." She couldn't get the next sentence out without being entirely upset over it. She reached an arm up and called to him with her hand, wanting him sitting or near her as a form of comfort.
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