At least it was day time, Ben thought, distantly. In the daylight, John's presence didn't feel quite as... threatening. Dangerous. Intimate.
He ignored the look and simply stepped out of the doorway so John could come in. He had given John ten more days before he marched over to his place and gave him the medical attention he very probably needed, whether he was willing or not... not that he had told John that, of course, but it had been a very firm resolution.