Xie doesn't reply. He doesn't care, Kevin doesn't need to tell him anything, in fact this would probably be easier if be stopped being so kind, treated him like the suspect he was instead of... whatever this was.
Are they really so much better than Yifu? They still think they know better than him. They still make decisions for him. Tony fucking apologised to Kevin for what just happened. Maybe they should get off their fucking high horses...
He goes to the bathroom, checks over his wound as best he can - it's bleeding again, a little, but he's not worsened the damage much he thinks. He redresses it and goes back upstairs, manages to - thankfully - find the clothes that have been left for him and then locates the shower. With a little care he manages to wash the rest of the blood off without getting the dressing wet or hurting himself too much... except for his hair.
There's blood, in his hair, not much but it was hard to avoid happening, and there's really no way to wash it out that doesn't involve too much movement that would be painful without getting the dressing wet. He is, he realises, either going to need help or just... not wash it. He can undo the braids with one hand and brush it, but then what? He can't redo the braids with one hand, he can barely do any styling with one hand. He either leaves the braids as they are until he can comfortably lift his bad arm, or he leaves his hair loose... until he can comfortably lift his bad arm.
He doesn't like either option.
He gets some boxers and jeans on once he's dry, thinks about a tshirt and decides his shoulder aches enough, and then just drops (carefully) onto the bed again, already exhausted.
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Date: 2023-10-23 08:51 am (UTC)Xie doesn't reply. He doesn't care, Kevin doesn't need to tell him anything, in fact this would probably be easier if be stopped being so kind, treated him like the suspect he was instead of... whatever this was.
Are they really so much better than Yifu? They still think they know better than him. They still make decisions for him. Tony fucking apologised to Kevin for what just happened. Maybe they should get off their fucking high horses...
He goes to the bathroom, checks over his wound as best he can - it's bleeding again, a little, but he's not worsened the damage much he thinks. He redresses it and goes back upstairs, manages to - thankfully - find the clothes that have been left for him and then locates the shower. With a little care he manages to wash the rest of the blood off without getting the dressing wet or hurting himself too much... except for his hair.
There's blood, in his hair, not much but it was hard to avoid happening, and there's really no way to wash it out that doesn't involve too much movement that would be painful without getting the dressing wet. He is, he realises, either going to need help or just... not wash it. He can undo the braids with one hand and brush it, but then what? He can't redo the braids with one hand, he can barely do any styling with one hand. He either leaves the braids as they are until he can comfortably lift his bad arm, or he leaves his hair loose... until he can comfortably lift his bad arm.
He doesn't like either option.
He gets some boxers and jeans on once he's dry, thinks about a tshirt and decides his shoulder aches enough, and then just drops (carefully) onto the bed again, already exhausted.