[Considering some color has come back to his face, it's probably a good sign. His head's still throbbing, but everything else is just an ache. So...yay? He's going to look at the positive, there.]
See you. [It's a promise.
In the end, he doesn't get to the makeshift infirmary. Instead Shiro placed him down on the couch. Which is good. The polyester is cool against the back of his head. Until it inevitably warms up thanks to his body heat, anyway. He hears familiar footsteps and opens his eyes. He'd been trying to avoid the inevitable screaming match with his second-in-command by pretending he fell asleep.]
Yay timeskip!!
See you. [It's a promise.
In the end, he doesn't get to the makeshift infirmary. Instead Shiro placed him down on the couch. Which is good. The polyester is cool against the back of his head. Until it inevitably warms up thanks to his body heat, anyway. He hears familiar footsteps and opens his eyes. He'd been trying to avoid the inevitable screaming match with his second-in-command by pretending he fell asleep.]
Hey.