[he nods vaguely. she's not a liar, and...it is good that she's awake, talking. safe, here.
but he feels rotten in his guts nonetheless.
while dragging a hand through his bangs:] Um, I can...bring different food. If you want. I just--just picked what I remembered... [said hand gestures at the nightstand before falling to his side.]
no subject
but he feels rotten in his guts nonetheless.
while dragging a hand through his bangs:] Um, I can...bring different food. If you want. I just--just picked what I remembered... [said hand gestures at the nightstand before falling to his side.]