"Hey, you finally woke up!" he cried, his voice brimming with joy. Michael let out an excited shout, his voice bouncing around the ward like a cheerful note. "You slept for a long time, we were so worried." His tone was full of concern and joy, as if he was a long-lost friend.
Ezra walked to the bedside with light steps, and her every move was graceful and firm. She whispered: "William, the world has changed. It's a mess now, and we need your strength to restore peace." Her voice was enthusiastic and firm, like a gurgling stream, with a soothing power.