"I don't need anything but you," he replied as he took the ice from her and set it next to him on the bed, then working his pajamas up his hips and on. "I just want to lay here with you and forget the stupid fucking world for one day at least." Once he'd settled back, he picked up the ice and laid it on his hip, that spot in particular hurting more than his sides. At this particular juncture of his day, he wasn't sure what he wanted from anyone.