[ True. "Boy-cave" is probably more accurate. She picks her way across the room, grabbing any clothes that look both clean and wearable. No way she's leaving him in this mess. ]

You weren't here when there were giant mosquitoes, all carrying awful diseases. Whatever's wrong with you, it's the techs' doing.

[ She finally reaches him and offers a half-frozen water bottle and a few Tylenol. A thermos of hot soup makes enough room for a couple of clothing items in her bag. ]

I only brought half a hospital, so you're going to have to come with me if you want the whole thing.