"So are you," Sam countered but there was nothing accusatory in his tone. He hoped Mark had done what he needed and gone home to shower and change his clothes, maybe try to get a little sleep, but he expected him to be here, just where he found him. It was fortunate Justin and Sash could be admitted to the same ICU room. That was the benefit of a private hospital. It was a large room that had the ability to be separated into two, with a circular monitoring station for two nurses situated between the two large glass doors. Justin had a significantly less complicated medical apparatus network looming over him than Sasha. "How are you feeling? Physically, I mean."