Let it not be said that the boy wasn't smart. He picked things up. Kaito obediently took the pills into his right hand and lifted them to his mouth. The water followed.

He settled into the pillows at his back with a sigh. He could move back to laying down when the pills took over.

Now that the blanket slipped down to his waist, his chest and its nicely bandaged state was there for the observant eye. Last time, he had only one scratch along his chest. "He's the one who bandaged me back up," Kaito said quietly. "After what happened, it was more than I could take. I crumbled." And now that he was recovering from the ordeal, he hated himself for showing his weakness to the psychopath that.