This was weird. The doctor was shaking, he looked like he could cry and he just hugged him. Huh. The hell was that all about? He slid off the gurney and got up, wondering along to find where those asshats threw Jin's pants. "No one has ever made me hot chocolate. I guess... I guess I don't have anywhere else I want to be. There's not as lot I want to do or can do."

Finally finding Jin's pants throw over a door, Ten yanked them down and tried not to damage them. "I used to think I wanted to go live in like, I dunno, a nice house or apartment. With a cool view and a TV, maybe wifi. With Hobi, uh, if he wanted, you know? But then there's the drugs and the effort, the people who'd police our every move. It's a lot of pressure and stress." It was easier to be here. Walking over, Ten silently held out Jin's pants.

He didn't want another hug, he just wanted Jin to stop shaking like that. "In the outside world, you wouldn't let me into your house. So it's all bullshit anyway."