[ If Gladio routinely visits the hospital, he very well may have seen Ryoji around, who doesn't come by often enough to be considered a regular, but stands out with his bright yellow scarf and a tendency to chat with whatever staff is on break. Patients and their families, Ryoji has less of a memory for compared to the health care team, because those are people who aren't meant to stay. So around Gladio, Ryoji's shoulders drop as he smiles away his tension, returning to his seat before speaking. ]
Mm. I'm waiting for my mother— it's just routine lab work.
[ Hence why he isn't very agitated in his waiting, and why it takes so long, being a non-emergency case and triaged to a lower priority. In comparison, Gladio's deathgrip on the poor cup doesn't go unnoticed, though Ryoji does hesitate in asking the question in return. He takes a long draft from his cup, hoping the action would prompt Gladios to mirror him, then chooses a very generic, open question. ]
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Mm. I'm waiting for my mother— it's just routine lab work.
[ Hence why he isn't very agitated in his waiting, and why it takes so long, being a non-emergency case and triaged to a lower priority. In comparison, Gladio's deathgrip on the poor cup doesn't go unnoticed, though Ryoji does hesitate in asking the question in return. He takes a long draft from his cup, hoping the action would prompt Gladios to mirror him, then chooses a very generic, open question. ]
How are you doing?