"You keep making that face and it'll get stuck like that," Colin tells her, that smirk not vanishing from his face.

He moves to get up then, and holds a hand down to her in offering. "I can get the things from the hospital," Colin tells her. "You fending for yourself is a fairly old means of getting a little more activity out of someone before you're confined to quarters. You need to head back to your apartment with as little in your hands as possible. What did you leave behind?"