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[*-Insano-*]

Alex looked up at him. "You look tired. You should go home." she looked at the juice but didn't drink any of it.

[Dradogo]

Joke looked up from his little game, glancing at Mortimer worriedly. "Mortimer?" He said softly, wondering what was happening. "Are you okay?" He got up, approaching Mortimer cautiously, a look of confusion on his face. Why did he look so petrified? Joke couldn't tell what was making Mortimer act so strangely, and not knowing was even more worrying.

[Iilyda]

Ezra stopped mid-gulp and looked at Alex, giving her a reassuring smile. "No, I'm fine Alex," he said, nudging the juice bottle a little closer. "Thank you for your concern, though. I'm used to working long shifts." Ezra rubbed at his temple with the chilled soda can, his mind momentarily straying to the other patients he had had to tend over the last week. It was a tad distressing to remember.

On the floor, Biddy whined, looking from one boy to the other anxiously. Mortimer's eyes were still far away, but suddenly they snapped into focus, narrowing on Joke's concerned face. For a moment he looked at Joke with complete horror, and just as quickly it faded, and Mortimer's face fell back into a statue-like stillness. However, his body kept trembling. He cocked his head at Joke, thinking he'd heard his friend speak, but his eyes strayed down towards his body. His hands. His hands were bloody and torn, singed black where flesh had burnt away. And his bare chest, suddenly so exposed, was riddled with bits of asphalt and chunks of glass, the skin torn so that he could see his pelvis bone protruding from his hip. Mortimer jumped back, as if he could get away from his own self, his breath erratic.

[Dradogo]

"Mortimer." Joke said, louder this time as he stepped towards his friend worriedly. "MORTIMER!" He gripped Mortimer's shoulders, gluing him in place to look at him. Joke didn't know what was wrong, but he knew Mortimer needed to snap out of it.

[Iilyda]

Mortimer snapped his head up to look at Joke, expecting the hands that clutched him to be that of another corpses'. He stood there, panting heavily and staring at Joke wildly, aware of how the panic still flooded through him. Feeling a shiver run up him, he shook Joke's hands off of him, uncomfortable to have someone touching his putrefying skin. Mortimer squatted down on the floor once more, putting his hands over his head and closing his eyes. "Sorry," he mouthed quietly. "Sorry sorry." Biddy whined softly again, looking uncomfortable in her current position.

[Dradogo]

Joke backed away from Mortimer to give him some space. "There's nothing to be sorry for, Mortimer." He muttered, sounding a little confused. He felt sorry for Mortimer, but he was glad that he was finally able to look after someone. He hadn't been able to cope with being nice to anyone for years, and now it felt good that he could help Mortimer.

[Iilyda]

Mortimer fell silent, staring at the dwindling flames of the fire. He felt in danger of looking at himself. Of seeing what was left of him. He would just have to distract himself. He moved towards Biddy, sitting down on his knees beside the Doberman and patting her head gently. At the same time he untied the knot holding his tee to the dog's wound, looking at the bloody mess underneath. And that's when he realized that the bullet was still there, lodged into the wound. Mortimer turned to Joke. "Look," he whispered, pointing to the bullet.

[*-Insano-*]

Alex opened the juice and took a drink. "Don't you have other patients? Why are you just with me all of the time?" she asked. She knew she couldn't be the only person he had to take are of.

[Iilyda]

Ezra took anothr swig of his Dr. Pepper before answering, wiping his mouth dry on his wrist. "A couple. But I'm not their caretaker, officially at least. But I've had to assist some of my colleagues in the past, and those duties will still be mine when I'm not working with you." Ezra turned to Alex and gave her another smile, one which he didn't feel.

[*-Insano-*]

Alex sighed and yawned. She knew he needed some rest and she did too. "I'm tired. I'm gonna go to sleep now." she set the juice back down and slid down under the blankets on her bed.