Once they were all gathered in the hotel room where Ping and Sam had stayed for the past several days, Dr. Lantern took the medical bag from his son and sat on the edge of the bed next to Abby, who was asleep. Slipping out a stethoscope, he placed it onto her chest, and her eyes fluttered open.
She blinked a couple times, trying to wake up, and she frowned at the doctor. Pushing up on an elbow, she said, “Dr. Lantern? What are you doing here?”
He shot a look of confusion at Sam, who shrugged and held up his hands. Turning back to Abby, he said, “Do you know who I am?”
“You’re Mara’s dad,” she said. Her gaze flitted around the room. When it settled on Ping, her eyes widened, and she pushed against the mattress, as if sliding herself away from him. “Dragon,” she said so softly that Dr. La
