He nodded, draped her half-over him so she could sit on the bed. It was closest and a little higher than the chairs--they should elevate it. He remembered that much.

"Better?"

He just--what else? Aside from asking her replicator for tape or for painkiller. How were theirs coded? Could they even do that in this time? This was not how it was supposed to go!

"I, uh--" haven't the least idea what I'm doing, didn't mean to hurt you, could this day get any worse. "Do you, ah--"

He was babbling.