She moves her head back so she can kiss him, her eyes checking the clock on the wall as she does so.
"Shit, it's almost lunch."
Her lips hit his hard in one last kiss before she pulls herself up, "The nurses come by with my meal at one pm every day. They uh, don't really let me out of this room anymore."
The sadness in her voice is evident, guilty for what she did, and tired of staring at the same four walls.
"Have you ever done something you regret?" she asked quietly, "Something that makes you feel guilty, but as much as you want to apologize, no one will listen? They just see you for what you did, even when you know it was wrong? Alex, I'm really sorry about those drugs."
She smiled, "Jimmy I haven't taught him sign language yet. You will have to use your white board and markers to talk to him, like you do when your mom visits."
He asked her a question in sign language and she nodded back, "He's a...friend. He just came back for a couple weeks, and I thought you'd like to meet a real Marine. He's like you sweetheart, he lost his memories too."
He nodded, grabbing it from the table beside him as she moved around him, getting a tray ready with needles and a few tools. As she stepped around Kyle, she spoke to him softly.
"There's a second white board and marker in the little nightstand beside him. Please just keep him distracted. This always hurts him, and its nice to see him excited for once.
She moved away and Jimmy turned his board around, the words written 'My name's Jimmy. That's what my mommy says. What's yours?'