A Life Debt Repaid

“Okay,” Cordy said.
Quinn then led them to the ICU, and even Cordy felt a little overwhelmed to see Ryan’s condition.
That was despite them being distant from Ryan, as John had mentioned that they never could warm up to each other since Ryan
did not like friends.
Moreover, just because they were a little younger, they were all brats to Ryan and beneath him.
However, John still had reason to come visit since Ryan was Sam’s brother, and Sam was his best friend.
“How is he?” Cordy asked.
“Much better,” Quinn replied. “He was overwhelmed before, but he’s slowly adjusting-he needs time.”
Cordy nodded—that would be the case for anyone.
“I believe in him. He’s always been strong, and he’ll pull together once he accepts reality,” Quinn said.
Sam and John were standing beside them, and Sam could hear the affirmation Quinn had for Ryan.
That was true-Ryan was probably all-powerful in her mind, just as everyone else considered him the greatest existence.
As for Sam himself, he was born just to even out the numbers.
“Great.” Cordy smiled and added, “But Ryan should rely on himself to overcome eager to push him, Quinn. You should give him
more space.”
Cordy did not make it clear, but she meant to say that even if it was important to help Ryan, Quinn should still keep her distance.
Otherwise, there would be many misunderstandings.
“Yeah,” Quinn nodded, seeing sense in Cordy’s words.
She thought the same-once he could leave the ICU, she would leave him by himself so that he would learn to take care of
himself. Anyone else was just support, and he was the key.
As everyone continued their small talk, Marvin and Lindsay arrived, even bringing breakfast for Quinn.

They were actually surprised to see Cordy and John, though they enthusiastically welcomed them.
John did help them when Saunderia was in a crisis, a favor Marvin and Lindsay constantly kept in mind.
“Cordy, Johnny,” they greeted them, only casting Sam a passing glance despite clearly seeing him.
Sam did not greet them in turn, making himself appear a stranger.
“We came to see Ryan,” John said. “We heard from Quinn that he’s better.”
“He is, though there’s no telling if it’d be the same from here. ” Lindsay remained clearly worried.
“With time, it shall,” John assured her.
“I hope. Poor Ryan...” Lindsay sniffled, her eyes red with tears. “He’s so successful. How could something so unfair happen to
him?”
John had no idea what to say, so Cordy said, “No one could’ve expected this, Mrs. Saunders. It’s fortunate that Ryan survived
such a terrible accident.”
“That’s one way to think about it.” Lindsay nodded.
“We’ll get going now-my grandfather is just going for his checkup,” Cordy said just then.
“Alright, don’t let us keep you... Sorry that we can’t offer you better hospitality.”
“It’s alright, Mrs. Saunders. You should take good care of your health too.”
“Yes, we know.”
Cordy nodded and glanced at Quinn, who nodded in turn. With that, Cordy left with John.