[He catches his breath for a moment, second-guessing the voice that answers him, before finally releasing it in a soft, endlessly relieved sigh.]
Thank goodness. [He still sounds anxious, of course, but she's obviously in hospital now, so the situation is mostly out of his hands. He manages to produce a very weak laugh for her.] I'd be flattered if you had dreamed of me. Did... you go home?
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Thank goodness. [He still sounds anxious, of course, but she's obviously in hospital now, so the situation is mostly out of his hands. He manages to produce a very weak laugh for her.] I'd be flattered if you had dreamed of me. Did... you go home?