He was grateful when the lights dimmed and his gaze became less squinted. The hand against his head felt cool and quite nice against his slightly heated skin. He didn't have a high temperature, but he was warmer than normal.
"Define properly," Dominic answered back, his voice with a slight sarcastic edge to it. "A few hours here and there." He shrugged, trying to sound like he wasn't bothered by it. "Although, don't know how anyone could eat properly with the stuff the hospital consider food."
It was a true sign of how tired he trully was the amount he was talking. Montague rarely gave a three word sentence unless he was talking about something he was passionate about. However, like most, he was prone to ramble a little when overly tired.
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