[There's a tiny, miniscule little thing that happens within Accelerator in the short span of time between him pouring and handing the water to Endo, and Endo drinking it. He's quiet, waiting for an answer and therefore not doing much aside from watching the relief flood the other boy due to getting a drink, even though it's about as basic as you can get.
He feels nice. Good, even, for being able to help with something so simple.
It's a flicker of emotion, not enough to make Accelerator's expression shift. This is a rare feeling for him, a monster like himself typically doesn't feel good about something, and he's surprised by it. It's only water, so why should it even matter? Is it the fact that it is such a small thing that makes it feel significant? He's so used to hurting people that doing something kind when it isn't out of a sense of obligation is enough to affect him?
He isn't sure, and with Endo's answer he decides not to dwell on it, blinking as he snaps out of his thoughts. Surgery? Hopefully it doesn't come to that. The question has him pausing as well, and he grabs the Apple bag, dropping it into Endo's lap, followed by his wallet. There, the main two reasons he showed back up are done, so he no longer has any obligation to stick around. He can leave and not feel bad about doing so. Except....
Except doing something nice not out of any sense of obligation isn't such a bad thing. Grabbing a nearby chair, he drags it over to the side of the bed. Then he takes his convenience store bag and sits down. To give his arm a break he's going to let go of his crutch, leaving it standing on its own next to the chair.
It's fine, is what he tells himself. It's worth sticking about to see what the doctors conclude, if surgery is needed. Making more of an effort towards someone he's hurt isn't a bad thing either, and besides, his opinion on hospitals hasn't changed. Being stuck in one all alone sucks. Keeping Endo company, even for a little while, is the right thing to do.]
What's with all the credit cards with women's names on them?
[While he asks that Accelerator pulls out his can of coffee, popping it open and taking a long sip. That was something he noticed earlier when poking around his wallet, and he's curious.]
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He feels nice. Good, even, for being able to help with something so simple.
It's a flicker of emotion, not enough to make Accelerator's expression shift. This is a rare feeling for him, a monster like himself typically doesn't feel good about something, and he's surprised by it. It's only water, so why should it even matter? Is it the fact that it is such a small thing that makes it feel significant? He's so used to hurting people that doing something kind when it isn't out of a sense of obligation is enough to affect him?
He isn't sure, and with Endo's answer he decides not to dwell on it, blinking as he snaps out of his thoughts. Surgery? Hopefully it doesn't come to that. The question has him pausing as well, and he grabs the Apple bag, dropping it into Endo's lap, followed by his wallet. There, the main two reasons he showed back up are done, so he no longer has any obligation to stick around. He can leave and not feel bad about doing so. Except....
Except doing something nice not out of any sense of obligation isn't such a bad thing. Grabbing a nearby chair, he drags it over to the side of the bed. Then he takes his convenience store bag and sits down. To give his arm a break he's going to let go of his crutch, leaving it standing on its own next to the chair.
It's fine, is what he tells himself. It's worth sticking about to see what the doctors conclude, if surgery is needed. Making more of an effort towards someone he's hurt isn't a bad thing either, and besides, his opinion on hospitals hasn't changed. Being stuck in one all alone sucks. Keeping Endo company, even for a little while, is the right thing to do.]
What's with all the credit cards with women's names on them?
[While he asks that Accelerator pulls out his can of coffee, popping it open and taking a long sip. That was something he noticed earlier when poking around his wallet, and he's curious.]