[this is not a situation where it would help to talk about it. Edward is still healing from his stroke--it's only been a few days. And Elijah knows about being the calm between two very passionate people--that was most of being the third part to Oswald and Gertrude as soon as their son hit puberty.]
[Edward sleeps, a little while longer. The next time he wakes up... well, honestly, he feels pretty miserable. His head still feels fuzzy and there's an awful cold in his stomach.
...The second probably being more emotional than anything else.
He's just, going to sit up. And see if there's anyone hanging around.]
Is this going somewhere or what? [He leans over towards the monitor. If he can just turn this off, it shouldn't make any noise...] I don't need a lecture.
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Edward just lies back down, pulling his blanket over his head. Trying to ignore all the noise of the hospital. Just block it all out.]
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That....didn't go well.
He floats down to sit gingerly on the edge of the bed]
...Edward?
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This is not a conversation he wants to have. Not with anyone, but especially not with just another reminder of how different he is.]
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Just...rest. We'll talk about this when you've had more time to recover, alright?
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Mhm.
[He'd. Prefer not to, honestly. But he'll take this out, for now.]
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...The second probably being more emotional than anything else.
He's just, going to sit up. And see if there's anyone hanging around.]
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And Butch is sitting in a chair with his feet propped up, snoring quietly. It's dark out, which can be seen from the small window.
As he sits up, Elijah glances over]
Ah. Good evening.
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Hm.
...]
...Evening.
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[Just, sitting up a little more. Looking around a little more. Getting a better view of the room.]
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Are you looking for something?
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Then he glances over at his arm. IV and heart monitor, looks like. So he can't exactly move over there easily.]
...I will be if I can just get these off...
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Edward... [he's not mad. he's just disappointed :(]
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[what disappointment? hm?]
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...may I ask a question?
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...What?
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[he doesn't want to bite right now]
I'm done.
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And I can just... go back to the way things were.
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Is this going somewhere or what? [He leans over towards the monitor. If he can just turn this off, it shouldn't make any noise...] I don't need a lecture.
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