Soubi moved away and Ritsuka dropped his hands to the side, rolling over so he could push himself back into a sitting position. He hated yelling. It always made his throat feel raw afterward and then when the anger passed, he usually realized he'd said a few things he hadn't meant to in the heat of the moment.

His head was spinning from the sudden movements and he dropped it into one hand, gritting his teeth. If that stupid doctor hadn't attacked him! If he hadn't pushed her, or triggered whatever it was that turned her into a predator then he wouldn't be having this conversation. He wouldn't be afraid of being left alone in this room, or going to sleep again. "I was--"

Ritsuka stopped talking when he looked up and noticed Soubi on his knees. His voice was begging Ritsuka not to go, and his hands were shaking. Something was definitely wrong with him, but Ritsuka didn't know what. Was it that Hiro person again? Was he trying to break through? Was it something else?

Lowering his hands, Ritsuka slipped off the bed and knelt down in front of his friend, trying to get a closer look at his face. "...what's wrong, Soubi? You've never put up this much of a fight about going upstairs before."