Eliot Spencer [Leverage] (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} thatswhatido) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} utr_logs,@ 2010-06-09 19:57:00 |
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What: Talking
Where/When: Sam's hospital room/Today
Warnings: Not likely, unless Eliot gets mouthy
Eliot had been in Sam's room twice since the accident, but he'd been overwhelmed by everyone else and hadn't said much. He'd asked Nate to clear everybody else out, so he could talk to Sam alone. He didn't handle the whole group setting very well; he tended to hover by the window as if on a silent watch.
He was just as nervous going into the room alone. Sam had partial amnesia. He didn't remember the past year, or so. No one really knew why, or how, or what he actually remembered and didn't remember. Eliot had no idea where he stood with Sam, except that he was fairly sure Sam didn't know they were brothers. He wasn't sure if it was his place to tell Sam, or if Nate should do it. He wasn't sure he wanted to be the one.
"Hey." He hooked his thumbs on his belt loops, then pulled a hand up to run over his hair. He had one of Candy's ties holding it back from his face, and his hand disrupted the smooth lay. A lock of his hair came forward, falling across his forehead. He reached back to pull the tie loose, letting his hair fall around his face. "You okay?" He asked, words stunted. It wasn't that long ago he'd been the one in the bed, and people had awkwardly asked him how he was. He felt foolish and out of place.