"If hate is poison, then love's the cure
And it’s you that drives the demons from my door
When they got me cornered, close to giving in
I feel you round me like a second skin"

- Army of Angels // The Script

"I don’t think today’s a good day to watch the bees," you said gently, looking outside at the downpour. "We could do something else. Maybe a game."

"I’d like that very much," he said, and a small smile graced his face. "I enjoy spending time with you no matter what the activity."

You knew you should correct him, remind him that he was a patient, but there was something about him. He wasn’t as rattled as the others seemed to think and you walked together down the long corridor to the rec room.

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