[Backdated to mid-morning/Before Lelouch wakes up]
...I'll know when we have any idea what to do to make them better. [ ever so slightly biting. he rubs his temple briefly, didn't mean to snap like that, didn't mean to -- anything. he stands there for a moment, searching for the words that would... what, apologize? but there aren't any. he's too exhausted. just wants to go back into Lelouch's room and slump on the edge of his bed and... stare at him and hope. ]