It may have been a whispered 'thanks' but Marcus heard it anyway and he may have been wearing a tiny smile on his face as he entered the waiting room of the hospital wing with Destiny still floating very carefully in front of him.

He managed to spare a glance over his shoulder and saw that Zan was right behind him with Evelyn.

Marcus could not count how many times he had come into this hospital wing carrying an injured student. He was starting to get a complex that people would think that he was doing something to the kids.

As he moved over to an area that had some vacant chairs, Marcus looked down at Destiny and spoke in a low voice. "Destiny? Sweetheart -" Oh good lord what was he saying? He cleared his throat and tried again, "Destiny, do you think you will be able to sit in one of the chairs or would you prefer to stay where you are?"