Hans Larsson

Hunter couldn't speak. All he could do was look wide-eyed up at Hans. His past lover that had been everything to him and who was now inside of his hotel room along with his band members. He clutched onto Aarne's arm and began crying, just burying his face in the Fin's arm, not knowing how to react. All the emotion of near losing Hans just now crashing down onto the singer.

Billy felt bad for Hunter and just nodded to Rik, knowing he'd have to take Gilly somewhere so that both Swedes could talk. It would be difficult for them both but he knew it would have to be done.

Hans just stood there stunned whilst Hunter cried. He too was now sniffing with silent tears rolling down his own cheeks. He couldn't help it. The trauma was pulling at him from inside. All the emotion now spilling out. The usual stoic guitarist reduced to sniffling like a child. Hans did indeed sit down on a nearby chair close to the bed, just not knowing what to say.