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Dith made a small pleased noise and nodded. "Good, good, in that case I think I'll say goodbye for now and head home; it's been a long streak of long shifts, I'm looking forward to going to bed and not getting up for at least twelve hours." He would need to turn his sleep pattern the other way up over the next four days, but he'd deal with that tomorrow after he'd done whatever he could back here.

"I shall!" Dith replied, his tones emphatic but still quiet in deference to people who were already taking a much needed snooze. "I'll see you tomorrow then Abel, do tell Zev and Taavi I said hello and," he got to his feet and patted Abel on the shoulder, "take care of yourself and all those good things, alright?" With less reason to worry about anything physical now he had a little more hope that Abel would actually do that properly.

It had been a long, boring evening and a fitful night of sleep but texting a little with Abel and having the sketchpad had helped pass it more quickly. Visiting hours, they discovered, did not start as early here as they had in the ICU and visitors had to leave for two hours at lunchtime and dinnertime to 'allow the patients to eat'. Could these people not eat and be visited at the same time? Objections had been noted but not acted upon, a fact that Zevran still felt distinctly cranky about whenever it came to mind.

It was not on his mind at the moment however, at the moment he was only frowning a little because he was concentrating. When Abel entered his 'room' as he tried to think of it he brightened and looked up from his sketchpad. Better still Abel had come bearing gifts again, gifts which Zevran temporarily set aside the gifts of the previous day to inspect.

"Ah yes, this is perfect," he said brightly as his hands explored the texture of the book's cover and then the pages within. "Good thick, is it card? And smooth but not shiny, it should take the ink very well without catching or blotching. A good job again Abel! It is as you described it." Abel had sent him pictures of it at the store but had been forced to break out of his usually concise texting style to describe what it felt like. Perhaps the feel of the book in hands would not matter much to Abel's mother but Zevran was a tactile person and so to him it mattered very much.

Zevran made a grumbly noise, pleased but still grumbly and put the book down in his lap. "Tch, I am alone all night and that is all I get? Come here." With the instruction given he caught hold of the front of Abel's shirt and tugged at it, encouraging him to come close again for a proper kiss. As he did so he found himself wondering if they had kissed properly since... Since that evening. Had they done so and he had forgotten?

After several long moments Zevran's broadening smile essentially broke the kiss for them and he sank once again against the raised back of the bed. "Better," he said, and though his grin was already fading again he still looked happy.

There followed a brief contemplative silence in which he studied his boyfriend's face with a somehow soft intensity Zevran asked; "Would you like to see what I have sketched so far? Ah! But if you do you must guess what I have done. Make, oh, five guesses? There are more sketches than that but if all of your guesses are in there I shall give you a prize."

"Ah-ha, a safe guess!" Zevran held up a finger to Abel and smiled. "That is one down, can you guess four more? I am not counting duplicates, in case you thought to try that."

Zevran chuckled softly and nodded. "Yes, Clara too," he said and then raised another finger. "Now as you say you are terrible at these games I will give you a hint or two. Think... maybe something a little closer? Quite close in fact. Extremely close. Something I am quite fond of..." Surely Abel would be able to guess this!

Zevran held up a third finger and gave a brief laugh that made him wince slightly. "And now you are three for three, why do you seem so surprised that I would wish to sketch your likeness? It was the first thing I attempted. There are none of me as yet but I will give you a pass on that. Two more guesses now! Try thinking of somebody that is close to you."