"Don't-" Misa starts, surging forward from the waist up and reaching after him. It's a pathetic attempt; he is far beyond her reach, and with a defeated grimace she falls back against her pillow. "Don't push yourself over something so stupid," she mumbles, not expecting him to hear it.

The shock and trauma make it hard to recall everything that happened that night with clarity, but Misa knows that Lazarus carried her as far as he could to safety before collapsing from his injuries. Watching him limp over to the bathroom to get her such a silly thing makes her want to cry.