Luíz stopped momentarily at seeing Stephanie there. He kept his face blank as he fought a swirling tide of emotions. This wasn't the time to sift through it.

The sight of his son laying in a hospital bed smothered whatever else he felt. It pained Luíz to see his son this way.

"Olá," he greeted softly. He glanced at the chair before walking over and settling down on it. He didn't particularly want to sit, but he doubted pacing the room would help much.