His gaze flicked from the ceiling to the door when it opened, and he quickly moved his face to the side to avoid being seen by the nurse. He wanted to wipe at his face, but his hands were too sore, his arms unwilling to move to his commands at this point. The best he could do was let the pillow absorb what fell.
And he had completely expected Yuri to leave him in the care of the medical professionals here. It was the perfect opportunity for them both to have space. All he would be allowed to do was think and sleep, neither of which he felt inclined to do. He heard the door close again, and he knew Yuri had not left, just the nurse.
"I lost sight of a lot of things," he replied in the same hoarse voice. It was his fault, but it was easier to forget his part of the blame when he was drunk.
His gaze shifted from the wall to regard Yuri when he heard the scrap of a chair against the floor. He cared little for if he would recover; he knew well enough that it would take a long time. "Sit closer," he requested softly, gesturing with his fingers to his bedside. "Let me see you, Yuri."
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And he had completely expected Yuri to leave him in the care of the medical professionals here. It was the perfect opportunity for them both to have space. All he would be allowed to do was think and sleep, neither of which he felt inclined to do. He heard the door close again, and he knew Yuri had not left, just the nurse.
"I lost sight of a lot of things," he replied in the same hoarse voice. It was his fault, but it was easier to forget his part of the blame when he was drunk.
His gaze shifted from the wall to regard Yuri when he heard the scrap of a chair against the floor. He cared little for if he would recover; he knew well enough that it would take a long time. "Sit closer," he requested softly, gesturing with his fingers to his bedside. "Let me see you, Yuri."