[Eddie could have taken two minutes and it would feel like an eternity. There's no clock or way to tell the time down here and with no windows either he can't tell if it's day or night. The seconds crawl slow and by the time Eddie returns Waylon wonders if he won't start to go crazy left alone like this in his suffering.
He doesn't need to be told not to sit up, it hurts too much to even consider it. Before he'd all but tossed himself on the floor the pain had been much less, now it was all encompassing. Laying there is about all he can do.
Waylon notes the flowers, it would be sweet if things weren't... well. Like they were. The vial catches his attention next. Medicine? Something take help with the pain? To put him to sleep? The sooner he behaves, the sooner he can have that. Waylon nods, eyes darting over the soup and sandwiches, they look good actually, but he can't find it in himself to be hungry. Not now.
Still, when Eddie does help him to eat, he'll behave. Chew and swallow down what's given to him, even if his stomach twists in pain and nausea.]
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He doesn't need to be told not to sit up, it hurts too much to even consider it. Before he'd all but tossed himself on the floor the pain had been much less, now it was all encompassing. Laying there is about all he can do.
Waylon notes the flowers, it would be sweet if things weren't... well. Like they were. The vial catches his attention next. Medicine? Something take help with the pain? To put him to sleep? The sooner he behaves, the sooner he can have that. Waylon nods, eyes darting over the soup and sandwiches, they look good actually, but he can't find it in himself to be hungry. Not now.
Still, when Eddie does help him to eat, he'll behave. Chew and swallow down what's given to him, even if his stomach twists in pain and nausea.]