[Room 230, Near Dawn, Wednesday Morning]
Krycek returned to his and Jake's room with a sense of relief he hadn't felt in a long while. He'd gone by the weapons locker first, dropping off his guns with a perfunctory cleaning, then wanted nothing more than to drop into bed and sleep for a while. Kawalsky had assured him he was okay and he'd take the other man's word on it. He made a mental note to check in with him later anyway, just to be sure.
When he slipped into the room, Jake was sitting up, half-awake and frowning. Krycek smiled slightly and shrugged out of his jacket, hanging it up on the back of the door as he closed it. "Hey, you're awake," he said quietly, pulling off his shoes before he headed over to the bed. "Everything okay?"
[OOC: For courier_gavin, natch. Conversation topic is NFB, pls.]
When he slipped into the room, Jake was sitting up, half-awake and frowning. Krycek smiled slightly and shrugged out of his jacket, hanging it up on the back of the door as he closed it. "Hey, you're awake," he said quietly, pulling off his shoes before he headed over to the bed. "Everything okay?"
[OOC: For courier_gavin, natch. Conversation topic is NFB, pls.]