"Are you alright? Though that should be a question directed towards me..." I mumbled the last phrase to myself as I leaned against the door frame of the bathroom to check up on him.
"Yeah... I'm fine... Has your bleeding stop?" I noticed the doorknob rattle as I backed away from the door to make way for him to exit.
"Well... It's fine. But did you perhaps injure yourself as well?" I chanced a look in his direction as the bathroom door finally clicked open. He seemed a little pale.
"No, but I suddenly needed to use the washroom." Darryl cleared his throat as I nodded and decided not to mention anything further.
"Well then, I guess I won't keep you. I'll wash the cups and head in for bed." I headed over to the kitchen before Darryl grabbed hold of my shoulder.
"Huh—?"
"I'll take care of it. You head to bed." Darryl pushed me towards my room as I tried to glance over my shoulder in his direction.
