Rufus can't argue with that and he lays back on the bed as Tseng goes into the kitchen. His body feels limp and heavy, he looks down at the sheets and sees that they're soaked around him. That was going to be While Tseng works in the kitchen, he allows his eyes to drift closed until he hears him come back in.

He pulls himself up the best he can with Tseng's help, trying to take the cup himself but his fingers fail to grasp it, shaking as he finally just lets Tseng help him drink. He 's not sure what's in it, it tastes weird, but he knows that he needs something to help him recover after losing so much blood. He can see the full extent of how much blood covers his stomach and thighs, blood smeared down his arms. "I think my bed is ruined now," he laughs, leaning against Tseng as he reaches out to brush some dried blood from Tseng's cheek.