Wyatt | NT/Rodeo | Cameron, Heather

Wyatt gave a gentle smile, nodding in acceptance of the girl's words. Just as he was about to step in, he noticed another man with a very tense posture, quite plausibly the significant other of the rider beside him based on his silent demeanor. He reached out to shake the man's hand, a small smile on his face. "Hey, man. I don't think we've met yet. I'm Wyatt."

Turning back to Heather, he inquired in a neutral tone, "what would be the best way for me to help. Do you want me to hold him while you wash him?"

"Um sure" -Heather said, giving a gentle smile before turning her attention to her gelding before she petted his face then she gave the gentle giant a soft kiss on his pink muzzle- "It's alright big man, their not here to hurt you or me" -she softly told Prince to reassure him that everything is fine which he settled down a bit with his ears no longer pinned back against his skull but his dreamy dark brown eyes watched both Wyatt & Cameron carefully. She goes around her gelding from behind as she gets to his left side then she starts to bathe him on that side-

He gave a slight smile,Almot expecting something like that retort.

"Knowing you , You'll be doing that by tomorrow."

Tim meant it - She was a fighter.

His face soon became distracted though,Brows knitted in thought.Wyatt.He remembered the name from somewhere - But didn't quite know who's face it fit.Tim couldn't stop his heart from sinking slightly though- Her refusal to let him see her was something he'd always struggled with in his weakest moments.Usually With those he was romantically involved with.

His grip on her hand loosened slightly - his whole frame dropping.She didn't need to elaborate on him to understand.

"I just really think..- If you're serious about this guy.He should be here.Not me."

The blonde had murmured in a monotone voice, Letting letting his eyes fall to thr other side of the room.He didn't exactly know what he expected after 2 weeks - and it wasn't that he was angry at her.Hr was kind of happy she had managed to find someone to offer the support he couldn't.

But he couldn't stop the unjust feeling of deflation float through him- a blankness to his gaze.

"You're upset," she said softly, eyes still shut. She could tell by the expression in his voice. "I am serious about him," she gently replied, unable to break the news to him in more words. She was hardly hoping with the conversation as it was. "But I don't know if he is about me. Kind of reminds me of you." A soft, glimmering ghost of a laugh was the catalyst of a serious coughing fit once more. This caught the nurse's attention, causing a team to come in once more, whisking her away to the x-ray machines. With Tristan truly nowhere to be found, Tim was left to the company of his thoughts in the sunlit room.

Tim had just given a slight nod to her words - Even though he knew she wasn't strong enough to open her eyes and see it.

Before he knew it she was gone again,Shot of to somewhere else to do more tests he guessed.The blonde settled into a chair in the now empty room,A slight humming drifting through the air from the temperature control.

After a few hazy moments his eyebrows furrowed once more.What did she mean?Tim's gaze lifted to the wall,Truely skipping the partially sentimental words in her sentence - As he seemed to do alot.How could this 'Wyatt' not be serious over Emily?Tim knew full well what an imbecile he must surely be to not show her clear appreciation.

With an irritable sigh with his eyes flock to the ceiling with boredom.He'd just wait till she returned - His face getting a little weaker with every hour.The blonde needed sleep - and something to eat.But he felt no drive to leave - Even for a mouth watering hospital breakfast (>.<)...

Tristan came in moments later, an irritable expression on his solemn face. "Riley's finally gone," he noted, a firm, intense look still atop his face. "Only took about three hours of convincing."

They sat in a quiet silence for a little while, before Tristan began speaking once more. He knew it was pointless to ask him to get some sleep, so he simply tried to get to the bottom of what had happened the past few weeks. "So, did you have a good sabbatical?" There was an accusing, sarcastic tone in his voice, perhaps more than normal. It seemed to occur with lack of sleep.

Cameron Fairfield | 19 | M: Wyatt, Heather, open

"Cameron Fairfield. But my friends call me Cam," Cameron said, smiling as he stretched out his hand. He dropped his family name in his sentence nonchalantly .He averted his gaze from Heather for a moment to cast his judgement on the man. Cam's long blonde hair hung down on one side until his shoulder, swinging whenever he moved his head.

Heather Proudstorm | 20 | Eventer | Nightmare & Espresso Silhouette | M: Wyatt, Cameron, Open

-Heather would be trying to get Prince all soaked so she would be able to leather him up in soap, she would glance at the two men for a second before her eyes shifted away from them as she focuses what she was doing before turning the hose off then sets it down and grabs the shampoo bottle before she starts lathering her gelding up in soap. She looked a bit tired but she was putting her horses first before herself like she always does-

-she would be on the side of Prince again as she was almost done getting the soap all over him. The gelding lowered his head a bit before binding his back left leg back as he had cocked it a bit, he curiously reaches forward and starts sniffing Wyatt's pockets for any treats-

Wyatt | NT | Cam, Heather, Sav, Zander

"Pleased to meet you, Cam," Wyatt replied, his usual pleasant, amicable demeanor showing. He glanced back to where Savannah and Zander were still on opposite ends of the truck, sighing softly. His gaze returned to the pair soon, still holding her gelding firmly as she rinsed him. "How are y'all doing today? Any updates on Emily?"

-After she got done getting Prince all soaped up, she starts rinsing him again while listening- "I'm doing alright and I haven't heard anything new about Emily lately." -she was being honest about it then she continued- "I'm glad that Prince is gaining some of weight back, he'll be back to his normal weight in no time hopefully." -she glanced at Mystery a few times, trying to think of a sneaky plain to ride her for her training without anyone knowing-