Viktor paused, and realized that he was talking more than he had for the last few weeks. He had to wonder if it was a combination of things. He'd been fairly alone on his job, with not many to speak with. He had few friends. And there was something about being in the infirmary that made him prickle. He should have been used to it; he'd spent enough time in one off and on over his academic and professional career. But that last stretch in one had changed him; he had not realized he would feel so odd when entering one again. If he had known, he would have just sent the items to her via owl with his apologies and a note.
He found his attention from her drift towards the other empty beds, and the stark bleakness of her surroundings. It was really no place to spend a holiday, even if he did feel odd and uncomfortable. And it was clear to himself that he was uncomfortable; he'd just utterly dumped on an unsuspecting girl about being careful. To his own ears, he sounded like his mother which was really appalling.
"Megan, thank you for your concern. And you have every right to be snarky as you say with me. Even I sound a bit...unusual to my own ears."
He rubbed his thighs and gave her a weak smile, "I work in the Ministry at the present, with the Floo networks. It is..not what I anticipated when coming here, but it is not too bad."
Again, his words sounded weak and needful, and he tried to brush past his last comments, "And of course, you will be using caution. Again, it was not my place to lecture you so. You know, when you are allowed to leave, perhaps it would be nice to meet in Hogsmeade sometime? Under happy circumstances? Only if you will allow me?"
He stopped short, surprised by his own suggestion. He found himself wanting to leave, but didn't want to seem rude. He thought another meeting would be more enjoyable, especially in another location.