Derek stood apart from the rest of the group, watching everyone else in silence. His dark, brooding eyes scanned the waiting room, falling first on Jorgen and Eddie. He wondered why Eddie needed a gun in a hospital, but mainly why he wanted one. Derek had been around guns all his life, and was used to them by now, but they made him uncomfortable, he didn't know why. Maybe it was because he had seen firsthand what they were used for. Then his gaze fell on Allor. He looked at her for a long time without thinking about much. He wanted so badly to hold her in his arms and tell her how much he loved her, but she didn't even know him, much less love him back. He felt a tear forming in his eye, and closed them suddenly.