Yang won't complain; she returns the hug gladly, patting Jayce fondly on the back. "Yeah, back in the land of the conscious. Asleep for a month, and I still woke up groggy as hell." She laughs slightly.

"...Sorry for worrying you." Blake had mentioned the stream of visitors who had come by, either to console her, or to sit with Yang and try to figure out some way to rouse her. Jayce's name had come up, though Blake hadn't mentioned how much better he looked...

Except Yang still clocked how sad his eyes were, or that his expression was somewhat wane. Ironically, he might be feeling almost like she is.

"Mind if I join you for a bit?"