Walking along the hallway it didn't appear that Milo was far away. He was just getting dressed for the event to attend in Heaven. Having stood in front of the mirror looking at the ceremonial outfit with all the details and bling that spoke of his rank and accomplishments he felt a bit fake and hollow. The whole thing didn't fill him with any sense of real joy or pride. Instead he wondered if people felt like he was bragging even if he had to wear this by the code. It didn't help that so many of them were combat based and he already wondered if people thought him war hungry and ready to fight when all he had been doing was trying to protect those he cared about. All in all he hoped it would be over with quickly.<br/><br/>His eyes caught movement out of the corner as his door was wide open and Sam was inching by it with a slow step. "Oh! You're awake." He said sound relieved and surprised. He felt that flush of warmth seeing the other up and walking even if he had to use the wall for balance sometimes. "You are recovering so much better. I should have gotten you out of the hospital earlier." He admitted with a hint of frustration but shaking it off as he crossed the room. "I have to depart for an evening in Heaven. There is an event happening but I shouldn't be long. Jared should be here soon and he can start showing you around now that you are more mobile." He wondered if he still needed a cane or support of some sort but Milo didn't have time for that now. "I wish I could stay, and not attend, but this is the burden I must bear." He wanted to add 'so they could all gawk at me' but chose not to. These were his problems and burdening Sam with them seemed wrong.