[Any other day, he would have jumped at the chance to sort through the music, no doubt giving Wren at least a little bit of shit for how comprehensive that Jimmy Buffet collection really was. But today, he only shook his head and let his eyes stay closed, listening to the soft, easy sounds of them puttering in their kitchen.
It was soothing in a way he hadn't expected and by the time Wren brought him both plate and mug, he was already a little less tense. He still turned towards the sound of their approaching footsteps, but he didn't jump out of his skin when they leaned over him to set the mug down. Instead, he blinked open his eyes and just watched them move, taking the offered plate with clumsy, and clumsily bandaged hands.]
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It was soothing in a way he hadn't expected and by the time Wren brought him both plate and mug, he was already a little less tense. He still turned towards the sound of their approaching footsteps, but he didn't jump out of his skin when they leaned over him to set the mug down. Instead, he blinked open his eyes and just watched them move, taking the offered plate with clumsy, and clumsily bandaged hands.]
...thank you.
[For more than just the food.]