[for Meredith]

[missingthekeep]

He doesn't dream. From the second that Sean's head hits the bed, missing his pillow entirely, to that miserable moment when consciousness filters back to him and he forces his eyes open, his thoughts are naught but darkness. The time is lost to him entirely, wasted, but unfortunately, he's got other concerns that are too pressing to allow him the

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[drownondryland]

Meredith stops in the doorway when she spots him sitting up, hands resting on the door as she leans half into the room. "You're up," she notes. It's a moment later she sees the flask he's holding and has to steel herself not to comment. He's had a long, hard week, and Lexie doesn't know what she's talking about. This is something they can handle. The important thing is that Sean is here and fine, even if he looks a little off just now. "How are you feeling?"

[missingthekeep]

"'Bout as well as I look, I'd wager," Sean mutters, the flask gone as quickly as it appeared as he tucks it smoothly back into his pocket. He leans over the edge of the bed, rubbing his palms against his eyes in a vain attempt to block out the brutal sunlight that's streaming in, but gives it up as a lost cause quickly enough. "Me head's poundin' like somethin's tryin' t'escape, we got anythin' ta drink?"

[drownondryland]

"Water," Meredith says, careful to make it sound less pointed than it is. She's not sure she manages. "You're probably dehydrated, all that time down there." If he didn't have time for rest, she doubts he found a lot of time to find sources of drinkable water. He managed enough to still be here, but she's sure he still needs that more than what she's got in the cabinet. "I'll get you some, just a sec."

[missingthekeep]

"I wasnae askin' fer water," Sean replies darkly, making no such efforts to curb his tone. To be fair, he can probably use that as well, his mouth feels lined with sandpaper and whatever liquor they have left laying around isn't going to do much to quench his thirst, but that's hardly the point and she knows it. Still, he makes no attempts to stop her, knowing full well that she'll do whatever she feels is best for him either way, and instead forces himself to his feet to go rooting around on his own.