[h2][center] Oswald Connoly- Infirmary [/center][/h2]

The simple mention of food from Diamond made Oswald's body hurt. Could she please not remind him that good food was a thing that existed? He was fine eating crappy hospital food, but it had been a while since he'd had a nice, hearty meal. [b][i]Yeah, I could go for that right about now, too. Although I'd probably need a smaller meal so I don't make my ribcage explode. [/i][/b]

Looking down at the IV in his arm, Oswald sighed. This was hardly the first time he'd had one, but it was hard to get used to the feeling. The restriction of movement in his arm from the needle, the constant dull pain, it all worked to remind someone of the condition they were in. That they'd had a brush with death. 

[b][i] Wait, rare? Bloody, raw meat? That's disgusting Diamond. You freak. :P [/i][/b]