Random non-descript hospital room; Thursday night

[pale_narcissus]

Well, it certainly had been an eventful evening so far. But now Dorian thought things were in a bit of a lull. Silas had been admitted to the hospital and was not resting comfortably in bed but still hadn’t woken up. It had been a few hours now. And it was getting annoying.

“Excuse me. Excuse me, you can’t smoke in here!” Dorian scowled at the

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[named_silas]

Silas stirred after some time. His eyes fluttered, though it took several minutes before he was truly aware of anytihng at all. he blinked rapidly, trying to clear his vision.

"Dorian?" he murmured softly.

[pale_narcissus]

Dorian hastily put away the hip flask he had been sipping out of and approached Silas’ bedside.

“I’m here. Are you in any pain?”

[named_silas]

Silas moved his hand, the IV line jerking up with his arm. "I...I am...numb."

[pale_narcissus]

Dorian considered Silas’ morphine drip somewhat enviously.

“Enjoy it while it lasts. The doctors say you should be fine. They gave you a blood transfusion or something. I don’t know; it was gross and I didn’t pay attention. But you probably shouldn’t move that arm. I think they told me that.”

He leaned in somewhat closer.

“Do you need anything?”