[Of course the two of them had no problem letting Kate use the washroom before them; ladies first and all that. Really, Gilbert is perfectly content to sit here on the other bed and watch the world out the window. And pull at his sleeve, twisting the fabric around his finger hard enough to cut off the bloodflow. That's good and distracting.
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He turns to look at her as she walks in.]
Do you want me to come with y--