[color=f49ac2]“Ah… come in.”[/color] Calling out as she heard the knock on the door, perhaps it was her family to come get her? However, it was stupid to hope such a thing but none the less when she saw Cas she couldn’t help but smile, it was sweet of him to return and such a nice gesture because quite honestly, she didn’t really know anyone else. It was also nice to see someone else other than the doctor. Glancing towards the bathroom she became conscious of him finding out about her outburst, what would he think of her if he saw the smashed mirror? Shaking out the thought from her head she distracted herself with something else. 

[color=f49ac2]“I mean, I wish I could say I’m great, but I don’t know… it’s just it’s weird not really knowing. However, the pain isn’t too bad just wish I knew who I was.”[/color] Iris chuckled slightly answering his question honestly, it sucked being stuck in this hospital room with no family coming to collect her. 

Eyes widened in shock at the gesture, he had brought her some food? Features softened as she smiled once more at him, [color=f49ac2]“You know this drink I owe you will soon become more than one.”[/color] Looking at the different range of stuff he had brought it was sweet, kind and she already felt like she owed him her life. [color=f49ac2]“Thank you, you didn’t have too. Well you didn’t have to visit me either but I’m glad.”[/color] Looking between the options she took note of the chocolate candy bar already knowing she would like that; bag of chips didn’t really call out to her but when her eyes caught sight of the blueberry muffin she grimaced. [color=f49ac2][i]Nope definitely not that one. Oh wait… I don’t like blueberry muffins![/i][/color] 

The grimace soon turned back into a smile as she met his gaze once more, [color=f49ac2]“Well I know I don’t like blueberry muffins… I remembered something.”[/color] She sounded amazed with herself at that fact but again relieved, perhaps it wouldn’t be a long-term thing. [color=f49ac2]“I know it’s not really helpful but it’s something. I just hope I remember something to get out of here. It makes me think that maybe I lived on my own. Well… I don’t know I just think that by now someone should have come for me. Maybe I’m just overthinking it but still…”[/color] 

Shrugging off her thoughts she pointed to the chocolate bar in his hands, [color=f49ac2]“However that will surely beat lunch… it’s nice here but the food. Yikes. I do not recommend bringing anyone here for dinner.”[/color] Making a joke to keep things lighthearted, it distracted her from the reality of the matter, the idea that she might not be able to leave this place if no one came from her. She’d be stuck and a burden and for some reason she didn’t like that idea.