[Maes stops at the door, studying it for a moment in the haze of fever and feeling awful. He steps forward and pushes it open.]

Okay...yeah this is my room.

[He'd run out without the light coming on. He flicks it on now and moves over to his dresser. Sure enough, tucked into the top drawer is a wallet. Maes has to pause to cough, but then he turns around. There's a photograph in his hand and he offers it to Keith with a weak smile. If he wasn't sick and if this family picture wasn't a reminder of what he'd lost...well he might smile more. Still, painful or otherwise he still loves these two women dearly. They will always make him smile, with both love and pride.]

Here they are~ I will admit, seeing them does always make me feel better. How can you not feel better just looking at her smile.