[For a moment, as the door opens, Chase appears to have learned something from Wilson in the art of flailing. There's a mixture of concern and disbelief battling for dominance over his expression.]
Did you drop your phone? Because it's a hell of a time to start screening your calls. I was expecting you in ICU hours ago. What the--
[And he catches the outburst on a hook of concern, gaze flicking past her to the empty apartment behind.]
☞ But there's nothing there to see, no one in sight
Did you drop your phone? Because it's a hell of a time to start screening your calls. I was expecting you in ICU hours ago. What the--
[And he catches the outburst on a hook of concern, gaze flicking past her to the empty apartment behind.]
What's wrong?