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Joseph looked up in surprise when Victor chastised him for the nickname. He opened his mouth to ask if now was really the time, but quickly decided against it. What would fighting the man do? It certainly wouldn't help the situation in any way. Right now, they both needed to focus on Olivia, and that was exactly what he'd do.

Thankfully, the man quickly gave him [i]actual[/i] advice not too long after, telling him to step back if she started having a seizure. In response, Joseph simply nodded. It was only when he did so that he noticed the tall woman. At this point however, he was too worried for Olivia to even react.

He was scared.

He was confused.

And he was useless.

All he could do was kneel there, holding her hand, while Victor did all the important stuff. He couldn't even speak up to tell the crowd to disperse for gods sake!

It was only when the paramedics showed up that he managed to even move himself, stepping back while they moved her into the ambulance.

He looked up in surprise at Victor when he told him to go with her. Why wasn't he coming? Then again, the look in his eyes suggested it may have just been better to not ask.

"Yeah, alright." He said with a quick nod. "I'm sorry I couldn't do anything else."

He then turned to the tall woman.

"Like he said, thanks for helping us."

And then he went to start gathering her coat and the things that dropped from it. As he picked everything up, one of the paramedics approached him.

"You're coming with us?"

"Yeah, I just had to get all her stuff." He responded.

"Alright. I'll ask you to sit up the front with me though, just so you don't panic and interfere with anything in the back."

"Yeah, ok." He said, jogging up to the vehicles door and hopping in.

Things should be alright now. They were going to the hospital, and they'd know what to do.

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Joseph sat in the hospital corridor, waiting for any word on what was going on.

Was Olivia ok?

Was it a minor thing, or could this be something really bad?

Damn it, what the hell was going o-

Before he could finish his thought, the door opened and an elderly doctor stepped out. Joseph looked up with a worried expression, only to be greeted with a reassuring smile.

"She's asleep, but she should be alright for now. You can go in if you want, but please don't disturb her rest."

Joseph let out a massive sigh of relief, which he'd been holding in since she'd first collapsed. However, it was only as he did this that he thought he noticed something. Maybe it was just a little bit of lingering drunkness, but he thought he saw… [i]something[/i] in the doctors expression. It was gone in a second though, so Joseph decided he must've imagined it.

Slowly, still somewhat nervous despite the doctors words, he stepped into the room.

It was a nice one, all things considered, with a window looking out into a small courtyard. By said window was a single, folding chair, which made it seem like they placed it in there specifically for him. Then again, what would he know about hospitals? He was just some dumb wanderer…

He looked out at the moon through the window, before taking a seat. It wasn't long before his fear could no longer outmatch his exhaustion, and he too drifted off to sleep.