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Timothy gave a small smile. "it's okay, these hurts are fine, Aomine. You know I've been through worse. I'll definitely survive these." and looked at the man before making his smile a bit larger. "I'll be fine, Aomine. I forgive you."

Timothy gave a small chuckle. "You don't need to cook anything, Aomine." and thought. "I like movies." he said, but Iroh soon came in, taking Aomine away. For police stuff? Unable to talk about it in front of him? Maybe it involved Mistress still, Timothy never knew she had an apprentice or whatnot but it ha to involve them, right? Hm, he wished he could know, but at the same time he was glad he was left in the dark, it was the most normal he'd felt in a while.

Hazel eyes turned to the window, looking outside. It appeared he was on the second floor, that wasn't too bad. It looked a bit busy outside, he couldn't help but wonder what was happening. People just moving everywhere, though, he supposed it was around lunchtime, judging by the clock on the wall, they were just getting themselves some food. A woman on the phone moving quickly, an old man jogging in the opposite direction. He smiled spotting a small family, their child between them and being swung in the air. Behind them though... Timothy's eyes widened, spotting the man who had made the last four years of his life hell, but with the fear came the terrible sense of longing, despite how small it was.

Andrew.

What was he doing there? How did he know? Did he know? Was he guessing? The machine monitoring Timothy's heart rate grew quicker and quicker. Andrew was out there. Andrew wasn't in prison. How? He was supposed to be in prison. Why was he out? Did he get released? They hadn't finished going through the evidence though. Oh god, what if he'd escaped? Panic set in quickly, face losing color. Andrew was going to find him, was going to hurt him.

The pale face spun to Madison as he walked in, breathing hard, the machine beeping at a dangerous rate. "N-No! Stay!" he said quickly. "Pl-Please... stay." he glanced back out the window, looking for the man and finding no one. "Wh," he turned back to Madison. "My results? What are my results?"

"Dar-Aomine went to go talk to Iroh about police things." he said weakly, glancing out the window again, still not seeing Andrew. Was he gone? Was he inside the building? Oh god please don't be inside the building. At the question he turned back to the doctor, nodding at the question. "I-I'm more of a dog person a-and yesterday Aomine and I went to he aquarium to see the f-fish and I liked the seahorses. H-he even got me a necklace." and held it out for the man to see, calming down somewhat with something new to focus on. "I haven't read much, I've been trying to catch up on tv and movies." he said softly. "I always liked reading but my tastes are a bit varied." and gave a small smile to the man, still looking a bit pale and worried. "Y-You don't have to. They're just check ups."

"Taki?" that seemed to catch Timothy's attention the most. He sure did know a lot of different ethnicities. This made him giggle. "I'm sorry. I've been around Given's so long that everyone's name is so odd to me now. Daren Aomine, and Iroh, believe me I am not trying to be rude, I enjoy it. It's different." but listened to the other man, finding him somewhat insane for liking cats and dogs equally but he couldn't judged, he lived with a man who loved cats. "Mystery?" and thought a moment. "I've always wanted to read the Sherlock Holmes series." he admitted, hearing and seeing Aomine at the same time.

He rushed in like something bad had happened, and Timothy knew already that it had. "I don't... think I'll get along well with Iroh." he admitted softly. "I-it takes time, and he's seen videos of me." An excuse to stay away from Iroh, and after breakfast this morning he desperately didn't want to see the other man again. "I'm fine, I was talking to Doctor Madison." and chuckled a bit. "His first name is as odd as your last name, Aomine. But I like it."

Nothing broken or fractured, that was good, considering how many times they'd been bruised his bones were probably really strong at this point. Being sore was nothing. He could handle being sore. He smiled a bit, feeling the man pat him on his bruised shoulder, but for once it was a good sort of pain. "Thank you, Doctor Madison." Taki, Timothy felt it sort of rude to call the doctor by his first name but not Aomine. Normal people did that though, right? He had a lot of catching up to do.

Moving out of the bed he stood on wobbly legs, or were they stronger? Timothy was rather positive they were getting stronger, though with all that running and moving this morning they also felt really wobbly. "A-Aomine. Where are my clothes?" he was still in his pajama bottoms after all.

"I'm fine, Aomine." He said, wanting to reassure the man. The bag was presented and he took it happily, looking at the clothes which were, once again, not made for the chilling weather. At least he brought him sneakers this time. At the asking to leave Timothy quickly shook his head. "No, stay, just, look at the door will you? Please?" and waited for the man to do just that before changing, unable to see the ground from the window at this angle. Shirt, pants, socks and shoes. He had to say he actually really appreciated the shoes. "The pants are a bit big." he murmured, knowing they were staying on but had the need to grab them in case they did magically fall.

"Comfy pants?" He questioned, Aomine soon giving an explanation. Pants you wore when not feeling well? How coincidental, Timothy wasn't feeling well at all. "I like these pants." He murmured before the jacket was placed over his shoulders. It was still warm and smelled like the man, though what he smelled like was hard to describe, plus he didn't want to be seen actually sniffing it so he shrugged the somewhat large coat on, feeling like a child playing dress up. "You're really big, aren't you Aomine?" he asked with a laugh, looking up as Madison walked in. Oh, his medication. "Thank you, Doctor." and took them, arms stretching through the sleeves though they only allowed his hands to be visible before they were mostly swallowed back up. "I'd like to walk." and looked down slightly, hiding his face behind the prescriptions. "If either of you wouldn't mind that, of course."

They were both staring at him. What? Had he done something wrong? "Yes sir. Two days. Thank you Tak--Doctor Madison." he couldn't say another man's name without saying Aomine's first. and put the prescriptions in his pocket, walking a few wobbly steps toward the door. He could do this. He could do this. "Yes. Let me walk down stairs. Or an elevator." and like a stubborn child continued to walk, the wall never out of arm's reach.