While he was genuinely happy with the new change of his dark-haired friend, Rafael still chose to exaggerate his laughter. Even though the arching of his back made the stabbing wound more painful, he tried to cover up as much of his winces by pretending to throw shouts of delight.
He did not want to see his dearest friend, the man he loved, to fall into another episode of anxiety. Nor would he like to experience the apologetic look he cast once before.
"Masters... Forgive my rudeness, but I must inform you that we are currently in the hospital," Remington's voice was firm yet submissive from the other side of the curtain, causing the blonde-haired man to stifle his laughter.
"Thank you, Remi! You hear that, Mortcombe? In case you're too far up on cloud nine, that means Remi is requesting you not to harm me," chuckled the prankster as he anticipated to see his best friend's infamous eye roll.
