Greg’s shoulder hurt more than he’d like to admit. It was bruised and swollen, and it hurt to move. He’d taken off his shirt to put the bruise paste on to mitigate the damage, but now was having issues with putting the shirt back on as his shoulder swelled and stiffened, making dexterity hard and painful. He gritted his teeth though, a shirt had to go back on because Millicent was coming, and it wasnt a sight she’d want to see. He’d only just struggled it on, when he’d turned to see her. He wasn’t entirely sure how long she’d been standing there, but he’d decided not to acknowledge it.
“Thanks for coming.” He said with a bit of a nod, a small smile on his lips as he gestured with his non-injured arm around the empty room, “sit where you’d like, I guess?”