"You're up," Adele breathed a sigh of relief when she saw his brows flutter open. She was standing, unable to sit anymore and do nothing.
Although she knew Aziz would survive, she hadn't slept a wink that night, keeping watching over him and making sure nothing happened.
"Yeah," Aziz said, trying to sit up only to wince slightly when he moved the bad arm.
"No, don't move, you'd need a lot of rest for the time being," She told him, gently pushing him back down to the bed.
Aziz sighed heavily, shutting his eyes close for a few minutes only to open them, and saw Adele staring at him in a way that's quite creepy.
"Why are you staring at me that way?" He needed to know when to run for his life, "Mostly, in horror movies, people turn into monsters when they look that way. I don't want to end up as a meal in your stomach."
She glared at him, "Are you still in the mood to joke?"
