He wasn't sure whether to be relieved or disappointed when the nurses came, seperating him from Aya and guiding him back downstairs to the cafeteria. He'd fucked up and now he couldn't even think what to say to him. It felt uncomfortable; Aya didn't trust him and it hurt to know, but what else could he expect? And he couldn't even bring himself to pretend to be his normal self, because he wasn't sure what that was anymore and why pretend when Aya could see through it so easily?

He selected a couple of pieces of fruit and a bagel from the buffet, but nothing more. He really wasn't hungry again, even if his body told him that he should eat more. He could always go back and get some more, right?

He headed towards the back corner of the room where he could watch the other patients, only pausing for a moment when he saw the other man sitting there already. Huh. What a pain. He shrugged and approached the table anyway.

"Mind if I sit here?" He asked politely.