[Eleven settles with a relieved breath, eyes sliding off Five as he turns to rinse his hands and fetch him a cup of water and wafer of hardtack]
Do... [The question puzzles him a moment, as it had seemed Five was already aware, but recalling once more those haunted eyes that looked as though they couldn't parse friend or foe, it's possible he didn't.
Eleven hands over the meager offerings with a twitch of what attempts to be a reassuring smile but only manages to look nervous and tired]
..I put you to sleep. It looked like you were.. distressed.
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Do... [The question puzzles him a moment, as it had seemed Five was already aware, but recalling once more those haunted eyes that looked as though they couldn't parse friend or foe, it's possible he didn't.
Eleven hands over the meager offerings with a twitch of what attempts to be a reassuring smile but only manages to look nervous and tired]
..I put you to sleep. It looked like you were.. distressed.