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Virgil looked at her with wide eyes as she offered to let him stay with her, heat rising to his cheeks as she took the icepack and placed it back against his cheek. "I couldn't do that," he said quietly, looking away from the genuine kindness in her eyes. It had been awhile since someone looked at him like that. "I wouldn't want to impose." Not to mention that he'd have to explain the whole situation if he stayed for too long. Guilt settled heavily in the bottom of his stomach. "My recklessness shouldn't be a burden on you, but I really do appreciate the help. Just getting out of there, even for a night, is practically a miracle."

Amelia hands him the remote, and he's drawn to the size of the TV while she flutters off somewhere about the house. Virgil flips through a few things but can't decide on anything- Netflix had been a luxury he couldn't really afford even before his life spiraled downhill. When she returns holding out a glass of water, the remote is set down as Virgil thankfully accepts it. He does his best not to gulp it down like he wants and settles for a mouthful. Pizza was the next to arrive and the whole room fills with the smell of it as soon as she walks in. Thankfully not upsetting, his stomach instead growls audibly at the promise of food.

There's a plate in his hands and he's just about to take a bite before he glances up at her and rubs at the back of his neck awkwardly. "Hey, you wouldn't mind if I used your shower after this would you? I'll, um, clean it down afterwards." Everything in the house felt so clean and pretty, he almost felt guilty just sitting on the sofa with how dirty he was sure his clothes were.