To be honest, O'Brien really hadn't expected Laney to show up with the gun that supposedly didn't even work. When she had said that it didn't work, it made him less hopeful than he had originally been, but that didn't mean he didn't want to, at least, try and fix it. He knew a little about guns, he was sure he could try.
And though he didn't expect Laney to show up, he was getting ready-- or planning to sneak out of the infirmary later that night. If he felt like it. He just seriously needed to find a working gun, first. His own preferably.
The infirmary that he was in, was at the New York Public Library. That's where he'd stumbled into after he'd been shot and attacked. Thankfully, he was no longer locked in a tiny room by himself. But he didn't know what was worse, being alone with nothing more than his thoughts, or being in the same room with people who sounded like they were on the verge of death, based on their coughing fits, and the people that had been injured when escaping the infected.
The only reason he was still in the infirmary, was because he wasn't doing so great thanks to the gunshot wound. He'd lost a lot of blood, and now the wound was infected, and he was in need of antibiotics. He spent a lot of time passed out or sleeping.But the four bites that he had sustained from the infected were healing pretty good. They were still gross looking, from what he could see, but they were doing okay.
He was currently sitting up on the edge of his bed, having just finished eating the disgusting chocolate pop-tarts they'd brought him, and deciding it was time to put on one of his new shirts from Lilly, he'd pulled off the blood-stained undershirt he'd had since arriving, and busied himself with carefully shrugging the blue dress shirt up onto his shoulders.
He was easily distracted sometimes too, and before he knocked them off into the floor, he had stopped to take a moment and put all of the various sizes of origami swans back into the empty Pringles can that he kept them in. And for the record, no, he wasn't crazy.