[ Jim's foot hits the pills in the darkness, causing them to rattle; he's fishing them out of the blankets by the time Zell speaks. He's holding his tablet up to read the label and puzzling it out before he glances at Zell and frowns. He remembers, distantly, when they'd first talked; Zell mentioned he'd been in pain. Jim's own pain had faded quickly; he'd thought Zell's would've done the same, but … he'd never actually asked, had he.
He fumbles over Zell to put the pill bottle on the nightstand and shivers as Zell's arm touches his back. It's cold, and that's … well, it's not good. His wide, worried eyes are shiny in the dim light, though his frown is almost invisible cast in shadow. ]
Sunshine…? [ He pulls Zell's head and shoulders into his lap without asking permission and runs a hand over Zell's forehead. He's not sure what he's looking for - fever, maybe. The touch quickly turns into running a hand through Zell's bangs. ] You're up late.
[ It's not what he means to ask about, but he's not sure if he wants to force the issue yet. ] Something keeping you awake?
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Date: 2016-03-23 01:07 pm (UTC)[ Jim's foot hits the pills in the darkness, causing them to rattle; he's fishing them out of the blankets by the time Zell speaks. He's holding his tablet up to read the label and puzzling it out before he glances at Zell and frowns. He remembers, distantly, when they'd first talked; Zell mentioned he'd been in pain. Jim's own pain had faded quickly; he'd thought Zell's would've done the same, but … he'd never actually asked, had he.
He fumbles over Zell to put the pill bottle on the nightstand and shivers as Zell's arm touches his back. It's cold, and that's … well, it's not good. His wide, worried eyes are shiny in the dim light, though his frown is almost invisible cast in shadow. ]
Sunshine…? [ He pulls Zell's head and shoulders into his lap without asking permission and runs a hand over Zell's forehead. He's not sure what he's looking for - fever, maybe. The touch quickly turns into running a hand through Zell's bangs. ] You're up late.
[ It's not what he means to ask about, but he's not sure if he wants to force the issue yet. ] Something keeping you awake?