Josh goes to the hospital the next day, not sure what to expect.

The receptionist spots him when he first enters the hospital, and she waves him over. "Your friend's in room B21. That's on the third floor." She points out an elevator to him, and he thanks her before disappearing inside.

When he gets to Tyler's room, he expects to see some family members, or maybe a nurse or doctor watching over him, but it's just Tyler. The sick boy is laying in bed, just staring at the chart on the wall across from him, but when he sees Josh, he sits up straight and smiles at him. He's coherent. "Josh."

"Hey." Josh enters the room slowly, and sits on the folding chair next to the hospital bed. "You feeling okay?"

Tyler shrugs. There's a charger hooked up to one arm, and an IV in the other. "Mostly. I asked for your charger, by the way, and they gave it back. They don't know it's yours." He points to the black box on the desk next to him, and Josh stuffs it in his sweatshirt. "Thanks."

They talk for a little while, about anything but Tyler's sickness. Josh expected Tyler to be somber and quiet, but he seems rather optimistic about this whole thing. He frets a bit about the cost of his hospital stay, but that's about it.

Josh leaves when a nurse comes in with Tyler's dinner. He promises to come back tomorrow.