Evan was still, his breathing even and his pulse normal. He couldn't hear, nor see, nor speak. It was just him and his mind space that he was trying to break out of. In his mind he fought his own thoughts, his fears that Revilla was wounded and he needed to get back up.. He was going to force himself up if he had to. Though minutes of silence passed, a feeling of calm seemed to wash over the room. Though he was still for a long time.. Evan had gone through some harsh things, and though he wouldn't recover in an instant.. he had recovered enough to get himself semi-conscious. Just enough to be able to speak, but not much else. He strained to hear if anyone was there but when he did, the only sound he heard were cries. He knew not of who, so he asked.. or tried to, his voice came out as a barely audible sound with barely coherent words. "W-who.. who is.. there.. " There were long, painful pauses between his words, but he had spoken.

Revilla continued to cry, but she gave a choked sound when she heard his voice. She looked up in pure shock and almost relief, but there was mostly sadness. She couldn't hear much of what he said, but his voice had become a noise she couldn't forget. Ever.
"E-Ev-Evan?" Was all she could manage to get out of her mouth as she looked up at him with wide eyes.

Evan paused for another minute, trying to remember where he had heard this voice before.. Finally, it had clicked. The voice was Revilla's, and though he couldn't get himself to smile, he was happy it was here. " Y-yes.. darling....? " Evan said, the hints of his usually playful tone in his now weakened voice, muffled by the oxygen mask he wore.

Revilla gave a sniffle, and buried her face back into the blankets again as she started crying more.
"I t-thought you were d-dead Evan.. Wait, d-don't talk, you need to heal-" She started, but ended up sobbing more. "I can't do anything without you here. Please don't leave me, I-I can't live." She pleaded as she looked up at him with a runny nose and puffy eyes from crying so much. "I'm so sorry I wasn't there, I could've done something- I know I could have- But I wasn't able to help just like my parents-"
She stopped, trying to rationalize her thoughts. She knew she shouldn't be here. She should be somewhere where she could calm down. But she couldn't leave. Not if he could die at any moment.

Evan weakly moved his arm and placed it on her shoulder, giving it a comforting squeeze. " I.. I am.. okay.. " He said as calmly as possible, trying to make her stop crying.. it broke his heart to hear her crying, it wasn't his fault he had gotten hurt and it was most definitely not her fault he was here now. " You're.... safe... I.. I won't leave.. you.. " He murmured softly, his eyes still closed and his breathing still even. He was not okay, but he should be if things went right. He hoped things would go right, and he prayed to not leave her side.. He promised himself he'd be there for her and he wanted to be their forever. Not until his dying breath.. and he didn't want to die today.

"Halloween is just a say-or rsher nigt-of pranks, cabdy, and a bunch of littlekids running around dressed up as pretty much anythign they can hink of."

" That sounds.. interesting.. It also sounds just the slightest bit scary. I guess that it probably would be if people can dress up as anything.. including spiders. " Angela shuttered slightly, she was very scared of spiders.

"Thats kinda the point. A day of scares."

" Why would people have a day to purposely scare themselves? Isn't fear a bad thing? " Angela asked curiously, she was wondering why people did that.. for seemingly no reason.

He shrugged. "Some people find it fun. Plus all the free candy for the kids isnt a bad deal."