"There was..." Phil looked around, then spotted a wrapper for a protein bar he'd eaten a few hours ago. "One of those." He settled back down onto the mattress, sighing. "I wasn't really hungry, but you have to take these pills with some kind of food."

When he was resting back against the headboard again, he looked up at her, suddenly smiling. "You came to see me because I got hurt?" It was sweet, in a way he hadn't anticipated.