Ryan's eyes followed Emily as she stepped close to him to check his vitals and administer his treatment when it was her turn. He noticed the way she avoided his gaze as she worked quietly on the monitors.
The silence stretched as she bent to check the drip, the line, the beat on the screen, but not once did she look directly at him.
She was annoyed that he'd disappointed her by releasing that video. She had thought they were mistaken about him and maybe his grief had led him to do all he had done and maybe he wasn't such a terrible person, but she wasn't so sure anymore.
When Emily was done, she turned to leave without a word but Ryan stopped her before she could.
"Wait," Ryan said. His voice was soft but carried command.
Emily stopped and turned halfway. "Do you need something, sir?"
"You just checked me. Am I doing okay?"
Emily nodded. "Your recovery is surprisingly faster than usual."
