Peter sat on a weathered bench in a secluded area of the hospital, his thoughts consumed by the weight of recent events. He seemed lost in his own world, unaware of the bustling activity that surrounded him. It was the kind of introspection that left him startled when Micah suddenly appeared, taking a seat beside him. Micah greeted him with a warm smile, but Peter's expression remained devoid of any trace of joy.
In response to Micah's presence, Peter let out a heavy sigh, the tension in his body palpable. He began to absentmindedly tap his foot on the ground, a nervous tic that had become increasingly prominent as he grappled with the weight of his decisions. He appeared as if he were on the brink of making a pivotal choice, one that could alter the course of their mission.