Dinner had been relatively quiet on his part, seeing as that he partook in no social commotions for the duration of the shift. He had caught a glimpse of the redhead he had been meaning to pull aside, yet he refrained himself when he saw him stumbling towards Ion. There was a time and place for anything, of course, and the Colonel was a relatively patient man when it came to timing.
Jade followed his nurse back to his room, where he spent the remainder of it preparing for the upcoming night. As usual he chose to done on his coat, stuffing the pockets with the necessary baggage he decided upon. However, it wasn’t until he was absolutely sure that a nurse would not come by did he reach underneath his mattress and pulled out the menacing cleaver he stolen back from his Majesty. As much as he would’ve preferred for his friend not to wander about without a weapon in hand, maybe this would prove to be the experience needed to make him realize that he had taken the colonel’s company for granted.
Though if he were to die during this lesson of life, then Jade would surely find himself in quite a bind, now wouldn’t he?
But such trifling matters were pushed away from his mind for the moment as he finished his preparations, smiling when the intercom came to life and the doors unlocked. At first he paid no mind to the doctor's words. To him it felt as if the inevitable took place, and now was not the time to dawdle on what had already happened.
"As much as I would have enjoyed sharing a few minutes, I’m sure there will be other opportunities. After all, you don’t look like the type that would recklessly get yourself killed. I’m afraid I can’t say the same for my last roommate, but that will have to wait for another day."
And just like that Jade made his way out of the room, keeping near the walls as he meandered down the hallway without a flashlight in hand.
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