Kaito watched Fijore for a moment, briefly noticing the subtle jolt then he spoke. He offered him a light smirk. "It was pretty good, thanks."

He had noticed the way Fijore had tensed after standing there while he waited for a response, and he spoke once more. "You're not really a people person are you? I mean like.. Interaction beyond being a doctor." Kaito only asked because he, himself, wasn't really a people person and he sort of noticed how Fijore's body language would change.

"Yeah.." He murmured quietly. Kaito bit the inside of his cheek some at how quick Fijore had left the room after speaking. He sighed quietly under his breath and moved his eyes to the ceiling briefly. Had he just screwed up?

"Me neither." He murmured to himself before closing his eyes. Kaito made a mental note not to ask questions like that as to not make Fijore anymore uncomfortable than he probably already was.

Kaito had fallen asleep during the time frame which he was left alone. He was pretty tired even though he hadn't really realized it before. The reoccurring dream of his past flickering in and out while he slept, one of the reasons why he pushed himself so much, and tried to avoid sleeping. It wasn't like he constantly thought about it or anything, but it was one of the most traumatic experiences he had ever gone through. Maybe it was the guilt he carried as a result? It always changed, and therefore always managed to catch him off guard.

He woke just as Fijore set the plate down on the table, and rubbed his eyes some. Kaito glanced at the plate of food and just about felt his mouth water. Holy cow, it smelled awesome! Kaito began to sit up some, but he thought about keeping his comment about the dish to himself to keep the interaction between him and Fijore less..awkward? Was that the right word?

"Thanks." He said casually, unable to hide the smirk that practicality said how good the dish looked.

Kaito offered more of a small smile when he noticed Fijore smile from the corner of his eye. Even under his long hair, that smile of his was clear as day. He didn't need to see the rest of his face to gather that he really did take pride in cooking.

He glanced at Fijore when he spoke, and listened quietly. So that's what it was, he was shy. That.. Made more since than what he was originally thinking. However when Fijore went back to acting more like a doctor, he pushed his thoughts to the back of his mind and kept them to himself, for now anyway. Maybe he'd share them once the male was more comfortable around him? If that was even possible. But, he'd wait..

Kaito glanced down at the IV for a moment. "Well, it doesn't feel like I was hit by a train.. So I'd say pretty good." He said, offering him a small smirk.

Kaito blinked when he heard the faint noise of a beeper going off and nodded to Fijore as he spoke, then got up and left again. He hadn't noticed the beeper before, but since the man confirmed that there was someone else in the house even more closed off then himself, it made since.

He had slowly began eating once he thr. alone in the room, doing his best to take his time as to not make himself sick. Eventually, he managed to eat the entirety of the prepared meal and relaxed in the clinic bed once more, absolutely both full and quite satisfied.

When Fijore returned, Kaito blinked once he got a look at him. "You.. Okay?" He asked cautiously.

Kaito rose an eyebrow when he spoke, but decided against asking or saying anything further.

He nodded lightly and paused when he noticed the smile on his face when Fijore picked up the plate and hid his own. "Yeah." He replied casually. "It was awesome." He added.

Kaito tilted his head slightly, noticing the change in his behavior, like the last time he became uncomfortable. He moved his gaze back up the ceiling when Fijore was gone again.

He remembered him mentioning that he took pride in his cooking, but to actually hear him say it was a passion. That was something Kaito couldn't say, he didn't currently have any passions, except maybe flying, but that was more of an instinct.

He did have a passion once, but he had long since forgotten.

After a while of getting lost in thought, Kaito began to doze off once again after the meal he had started to settle. He wasn't asleep, he was just resting. Too much sleep was bad and he knew that, but it was clear now more than ever that he needed the rest.

Kaito opened his eyes when he heard Fijore and blinked when he felt the top of the needle poke him. But he didn't flinch and he didn't really feel it due to the painkillers in his system.

A few more days? He hadn't even been here for the few days that Fijore requested the first time he woke up in this bed. So that meant, a few more days on top of that? He wondered if that was right, and he wondered if Fijore had seen something on his test.

"Okay.. I can do that." Kaito said casually. Doctors order, right? How could he refuse?

Something he needed to keep an eye on.. So then, he did see something.

"Goodnight." Kaito murmured quietly as Fijore left the room once more. There was that smile again.. A charming smile even if he couldn't see the rest of his face.

Eventually he fell asleep, but he wasn't asleep for long before waking up again sometime just as the sun began to rise. He slowly opened his eyes and placed a hand over his head as he stared up at the ceiling. His headache was back and a dull pain came from his wing.