On the hospital bed, Fiona Schmidt looked at the window, outside was already pitch black, only faintly visible were the lights of distant buildings.
Not particularly bright, but enough for her to vaguely see the tall trees outside the hospital.
She had gotten up earlier to look around; her ward was located on the ninth floor, about the same height as the trees outside, just enough to see the tree tops, very typical fir trees, evergreen all year round, looking especially vibrant.
Intangibly, they give a sense of hope.
Fiona was absorbed in thought, unaware of someone entering, Norton Abyss gently closed the door, saw her staring out the window, and smiled.
"What are you thinking?"
The man's sudden voice startled Fiona, she came to herself, meeting the man's clear amber eyes.
She froze for a moment, then lowered her eyes and said, "I'm thinking about what to ask for, those three requests I have..."
