Apocalyptic Rebirth: With a repairman system space, she rises again.-Chapter 599: Hungry, hungry Nimo.

Sunshine let out a bright, tired laugh, clutching the bag to her chest like a prize. "These are for me not your patient. You don’t have to worry about me causing anyone else’s cholesterol to rise."

Dr Choi shook his head in a disapproving manner. "Even for you....I would prefer for you to choose healthier options. We have been studying the anatomy of superhumans and so far we know that healthier bodies are likely to increase their abilities than weaker ones. So, this translates to eat your veggies."

Sunshine snorted. "Don’t look at me like that, Doc! I do not eat like this often. I promise, I’ll burn off every single calorie tomorrow. I’ll run laps around the walls. I’ll do a thousand burpees."

"It’s the sodium," Choi muttered, though the corner of his mouth twitched. "Your blood pressure is going to be a symphony of chaos."

"Relax doc, one cheat meal! It will not kill me and it will give my mouth great pleasure. After the days I have had, I need this. Thank you for caring," she said, backing away toward Nimo’s room before he could break down the components of the burger.

"Hmmm," Choi said, shaking his head. "Go. See your friend. But keep the fries away from my patient or I will not allow you to visit her next time."

Sunshine laughed and hastened her steps like she could hear Nimo calling. The door to the isolation ward slid open after a camera scanned her eyes. Sunshine stepped inside and then went to Nimo’s room. It had a neon-purple glow of the mutated flowers which Dwayne had brought over.

Nimo, who was supposed to be resting but instead, she was propped up against a mountain of pillows, her face illuminated by the blue light of her phone. The second she spotted the brown paper bags, she practically leaped into a sitting position, her eyes widening with a hunger that had nothing to do with medical recovery.

"Oh my God! Where have you been? Do you know what they have been feeding me here?" Nimo demanded, her voice a mix of a cry for help and a demand for a cheeseburger. She didn’t wait for an answer, her hand already clawing the air in the direction of the grease-stained bags.

Sunshine laughed, a genuine, bubbling sound that felt like the first normal thing to happen in hours. "Well, hello to you too! Nice to see you’re not dying anymore."

"I was dying of boredom, juiced veggies, porridge and hospital Jell-O," Nimo countered, her eyes locked on the bag. "Hand it over, Suni. Don’t be a tease."

Sunshine hesitated, pulling the bag back slightly. "Look, I have to be the responsible one for once. Dr. Choi gave me the ’Death Stare’ on the way in. He specifically warned me about giving you fast food. Something about sodium, blood pressure, and you being, you know, a surgical patient even though your hand grew back."

Nimo waved a hand dismissively, as if swatting away a fly. "Since when do you listen to doctors, Suni?"

Sunshine paused, looked at the ceiling for a second, and then shrugged. "Never."

She reached into the bag and pulled out a wrapped burger and a carton of fries, tossing them onto Nimo’s lap. Nimo unwrapped it with the speed of a professional thief, took a massive, ungraceful bite, and groaned in pure ecstasy. After a moment of chewing, she squinted at Sunshine, her expression softening.

"You look like hell," Nimo said bluntly, her mouth still half-full. "Seriously, Suni. You look more exhausted than me and I’m the one who had an arm amputated. What happened out there?"

Sunshine slid into the plastic chair by the bed, the weight of the last few hours finally hitting her knees. She let out a long, heavy sigh that seemed to rattle her ribs. "Neems, you would not believe the absolute madness that has been the last two days of my life. I almost led to the destruction of a water empire."

Nimo gasped and then she nodded. "Sounds like you. If you were with that insectoid you told me about then it is not shocking. I don’t know why you two were stuck together." She paused, but only because she wanted to send a handful of fries into her mouth.

The door hissed open.

Panic flashed across Nimo’s face. She shoved the burger and fries under her thin hospital blanket with practiced agility, trying to look like a woman who only ate steamed broccoli and kale.

She spat the fries she had been chewing into a tissue. "It’s the Doc! Look natural!" she hissed.

But it wasn’t Dr. Choi. It was Hades.

Nimo winced, regretting the fries she had wasted. Her eyes roamed over Hades, he didn’t look like the cold, calculating leader who had just navigated a battle zone earlier [The story had already traveled all over the base.] He looked like a man who had finally found his North Star.

Without a word, he strode across the room, ignoring Nimo entirely, and pulled Sunshine into a hug so tight it probably threatened to undo the burger she’d just started eating. He tucked his face into the crook of her neck, his shoulders finally dropping from their defensive hunch. "You are back," he whispered. "You are back..."

Nimo watched them from the bed, her burger-filled hand slowly emerging from under the sheets. "Honestly," she teased, "if I were single, I would be so jealous right now. Can you two keep the romance to a dull roar? Some of us are trying to have an intimate moment with a double bacon cheeseburger."

Hades pulled back just enough to look at Nimo, a small, tired smirk playing on his lips. "Good to see you back to your normal chatty self, Nimo."

"Speaking of romance," Nimo said, wagging a fry at them. "Dwayne finally grew a spine. He confessed his feelings. Like, officially. As it turns out, all I had to do was almost die for him to admit his feelings. If I had known that it would be this easy, I would have let a mutated rabbit bite me last year."

Sunshine snorted.

Hades shook his head, not looking surprised at her words. "It’s about time Dwayne admitted what everyone knows." He paused, "anyway," He said, his tone shifting to curiosity as he leaned against the bedside rail. "How’s the hand?" 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Nimo’s face went serious. She lifted her arm, the one that re grown. She didn’t just move her fingers. She gave a sharp, deliberate flick of her wrist. With a metallic shing, five curved, obsidian-black claws slid out from where her fingernails should have been. They weren’t just sharp; they looked like they were made of the same material that was used in the swords Sunshine bought from Bjorn.

"Oh my God!" Sunshine gasped, nearly dropping her own food. She leaned in, her eyes wide. "That is new. That is very new."