Cas nodded when Iris repeated his name. It seemed like she was still reorienting herself to where she was, so he was patient with her. He didn’t blame her for being confused. It had sounded like she’d hit her head pretty hard right before he’d found her, so she was probably pretty dazed. Maybe she even had a headache. If he had been in her shoes, he would have been just as freaked out, if not more so. In fact, he was impressed she was as outwardly calm as she was. Well, maybe he’d made that impression too soon. As she said she couldn’t remember, he frowned concernedly. Had she lost her memories of the night when she’d knocked herself out? He didn’t know much about head trauma, but it seemed possible. If she really had forgotten what had happened in the woods, waking up in a hospital was probably ten times as stressful for her. He wished he had some words to console her, but he was too tired to think of anything helpful to say. The most he could do was hope Dr. Emett would arrive with an answer. Noticing that she was trying to move her injured leg, Cas startled. [color=b97703]“I don’t think you should do that…”[/color] he advised tentatively, shifting closer to the edge of his seat just in case she hurt herself again. He hadn’t looked at the wound when the doctors had stitched her up, but the image of the bloody punctures the trap had dug into her calf were burned into his mind forever. He guessed it would be a while before she could walk again without crutches. She’d probably have a scar too. As she struggled to remember her name, he was starting to think he should have left the questioning to Dr. Emett. He didn’t know what to do when she started crying. The sight just made him feel worse. He hated how helpless he felt, but what could he do to make her feel better? She’d just gotten her leg gored by a bear trap, hit her head so hard she may have forgotten who she was and woken up in a place she had probably never been before. It wasn’t exactly an easy situation for anyone to be in. When the doctor arrived to check on her, Cas practically melted with relief. A trained medical professional would be much better equipped to handle this than he could ever hope to be. He watched from his chair as Emett inspected her condition. Not knowing much about head injuries, he wasn’t sure what the older man was looking for when he looked at her eyes, but he trusted that the doctor knew what he was doing. Hopefully everything he found would be positive, so the girl could make a speedy recovery. Suddenly, she spoke again, and he glanced at her. Apparently she remembered her name after all… he thought. Unfortunately, just a first name wouldn’t be enough to find out which family she belonged to. He propped his elbow on the wooden armrest of the chair, resting his cheek in his hand as he listened curiously to Dr. Emett’s response. [color=b97703][i]Amnesia?[/i][/color] The condition sounded familiar to him, but this was the first time he’d ever seen it in a real person. He winced to himself as the doctor explained that it could last as long as a few years. Going through every day, not knowing who he was sounded like hell on earth. He couldn’t imagine what she was going through right now. Dr. Emett’s follow-up questions didn’t spark any useful answers either. [color=b97703]“I told her my name before you got here,”[/color] he explained with a shrug when Iris could only recall who he was beyond her own identity. As the doctor injected her with more pain killer, Cas looked away uncomfortably, not wanting to watch the needle pierce her skin. With no address or surname to go by, there was no way anyone could find the girl’s family. She was probably going to be stuck here until she got her memories back. [color=b97703][i]What a shitty reality to wake up to.[/i][/color] He checked the clock again. He disliked the thought of leaving her alone when she was so confused, but he needed to get home before the sun came up in a couple hours. His father might have already tried to call him to find out where he was. If the king thought something had happened to his only heir, he would lose it. Still, he couldn’t bring himself to leave without checking to make sure Iris was okay with being by herself first. [color=b97703]“I can stay for a little while longer if you want some company,”[/color] he offered, looking up to meet her gaze before he turned to Dr. Emett. [color=b97703]“Also, my phone died, so if you could call my dad to let him know I’ve been here, I’d appreciate it… You know how he is.”[/color]