Ian steadied Rocky and then took a step back as the door closed behind him. Rocky also looked up at Ian. Even though days had passed, Rocky was still unsure how to relate to Ian after that outburst.
He had never been alone with Ian since Ian had awoken the day after he had collapsed. Rocky always slipped in to see his sister and disappeared. Deep down, he knew he had been trying to avoid this conversation.
"Are you feeling better?" Rocky chose to ask instead, scratching his hair somewhat nervously.
"Yes, I am."
The two stood with an awkward atmosphere, each temporarily with their thoughts.
"Let's talk for a while," Ian's deep, captivating voice reverberated as he stepped aside. Rocky had no option but to trail behind.
"I would have apologized for my actions that day, but I don't feel any remorse for that…."
Rocky kept his gaze downwards as he said this, only to snap his head up at Ian's laughter.
