Was she wrong? No. Not at all. Did he care at the time? Not really. He didn't mind being on the wrong side of this one. And perhaps that's why he was not a Life Master but she was.
Then she said something that resonated. There could be evil mages there. That was the reason he didn't have rituals on like many of his peers as he couldn't cloak them. The risk of a paradox. The risk of other mages or other things taking notice. It was a hospital. Many supernaturals would be drawn there. She was right. He didn't like it but he couldn't fault her decision to let his child die. But he really didn't like it. He didn't want to be rational at this time. He didn't want to be wise. He wanted his son. And it wasn't happening.
Corn gave a sigh, defeated. "You are right." He slowly raised and picked a gym bag. "I need to get some things for my wife and I need to call my relatives and then head to the hospital. I want to be there when... you know. " He was drained and felt weak. His stomach was in knots. And he hasn't seen his child, nor held him, nor played with him. How much worse, how many times worse was it for parents that lost their born and raised kids?
"I wish there was a way." Then he remembered that Aurora was in his house for the first time. "Sorry, I forgot to ask. Do you want some water? We may have something in the fridge to eat if I pulled you out with an empty stomach. I doubt I will eat any time soon. " He couldn't play host nor he would try. Offering her what's in the fridge was the best he could do under the circumstances.
Very well written, Orianna.