Nikolai Leonidovich Skalov // Jaime Lannister (ser_jaime) wrote in doorslogs,
His hand tightened into a loose fist, curling into and creasing the sheets, but he otherwise said nothing. Having hijacked a phone before and sent a few silly messages in jest, he could only imagine the kind of things a sociopath would do with someone else's phone.
"No. I'm OK." He met her gaze and offered her a brief, tight-lipped smile. He wasn't really alright - not just yet - but there was little he could do about that. In time it would stop bothering him, he'd be able to sleep properly and everyone telling him 'everything will be OK' would be proven right.
"We should go back soon. We are ruining Ezra's rent-a-dick business."