[He's wiggled himself onto the edge of the bed, wounded arm still held up against his chest. He probably needs the damn thing in a sling, but hey, getting out is more important.]
[And he eases himself off the bed as soon as his partner wanders in, looking infinitely more cheerful.]
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[And he eases himself off the bed as soon as his partner wanders in, looking infinitely more cheerful.]
Watch me? Why ever would you need to watch me?