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"Do you want to go to your room so you can lay down?"
"Do you want to go to your room so you can lay down?"
He sighed softly. "Mm. Might be a good idea." He replied. He raked a hand through his tangled hair. "Help me up?" He asked, extending a hand.
She took his hand and tried lifting him up with what little strength she had left. It was enough, but barely.
Jair stood, and let go of her hand. "Thank you." He said, leaning against the wall slightly.
She held onto his hand again. Come up for a reason why you did that, idiot! she thought. "L-lean on me. You're the one hurt, so use me as your… wall." She felt slightly embarrassed saying this, it was quite unlike her.
He looked at her, and raised his eyebrows slightly. "Alright." He said softly, putting some of his weight on her. "Thank you." He looked down at the ground for a second.
"You're quite welcome," she smiled to herself. She looked down at the ground with him, and waited for him to start moving
Jair looked back up, calculating how far the route was in his mind. He started walking. He was careful to keep strain off of his wound, and took the most direct doute to his room as possible.
Kana supported him and surprisingly wasn't overwhelmed by his weight or her lightheadedness. When they eventually reached his room, she helped him sit down on the bed.
Jair sighed softly. "Thank you, Kana." He said quietly, looking up at her gratefully.
She returned his smile. "Anytime, Jair," she paused, wondering what to do with herself. Should she stay? Should she go? "Do you think that you're going to go to sleep?"
Jair shook his head. "I'm not tired." He replied softly.
Kana sat down on his bed, crisscrossed. "Then I'll keep you company," she grinned. "We can talk about anything. Or we can stay silent. It's all up to you."
Jair smiled. "Mhm. Alright then." He replied with a slight shrug.
Kana glanced at him curiously, but tried to hide it. I am really curious about his feelings for me. But it's weird to just ask that kind of stuff. She thought about her feelings for him, unaware that she was spacing out
Jair waved a hand in front of her eyes. "Hey, Kana?" He said, laughing softly. "You're staring."
She snapped back out of it, and color rose to her cheeks. "Um, s-sorry," she laughed nervously, fidgeting with her fingers.
Jair laughed. "It's alright." He replied, leaning back on the bed slightly. His room wasn't big, and it wasn't fancy, but it had definitely become home for him. On the dresser was a small painting of his mother, who was darker skinned, and where his mixed race heritage came from. There were also various articles of clothing scattered around the floor.
Kana looked around his room and gestured towards the picture of his mom. "That's your mother, right?" She figured she would use this time to get to know him better. Despite how much time they spent together, they didn't know too much about one another.
Jair nodded. "Yeah." He said with a small smile. His mother lived back in his home country. Which wasn't this one. He sighed softly. "And that's my underwear." He muttered, reaching down and throwing the offending item in the dirty laundry hamper.
She chuckled softly. "When was the last time you saw her?"
He sighed. "Mm…five years ago?" He shrugged slightly. "We send letters back and forth." He smiled.
She looked at him, sympathetic. "You should see her again." She paused. "After you heal, we should do that."
Jair nodded. "Yeah…" He looked at her. "If you're willing to let me go for that long." He wondered suddenly if she'd noticed the scars on his back yet.
"If it makes you happy, then, of course, I will," she smiled at him, but it seemed slightly sad. "After all, you've done so much for me…" she trailed off, yawning
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