Elias Vane

*gently presses his shoulder* Dr. Deacon. Just rest.

*He tries to speak, but the words won't form. A wave of pure panic washes over him as he realizes he doesn't even know his own name. His eyes squeeze shut, and he goes limp again.*

Mr Vane?

*searches her eyes* Why do you care so much?

because every patient is human and should receive the kindness and live they deserve. the best we can do to make you feel better is to act like family

*brushes hair from his forehead* then I'll be your family for now