"Why what?" Durly asked, his eyes locked on her

Andi stayed silent for a moment "Why are you so close?" She said slowly but managed to get out with stuttering

Durly smiled, he flicked his eyes away, and leaned back, "no reason"

Tyler finally got up the strength to eat again... but he glanced at Andi and Durlan and couldn't. He stood up instead and left as quickly as he could, which was just about as quickly as a tortise. Tyler stopped outside, not really knowing why... but he just couldn't bear to see that. It both disgusted him, made him happy, and made him sad at the same time and he couldn't deal with being HAPPY and SAD at the same time. He leaned up against the building, staring out at the forest.

Andi watched him lean back she let out a sigh as if finally able to breathe. She was relieved that he had leaned back but also found herself upset that he did. She continue to stare at him for a few moments before gazing down at her hands "I'm still baffled about how you can like me..." She said trying to get a change in subject so he wouldn't get close again "But anyway I think I'm gonna go to bed" She wanted to get up and leave so her heart would stop pounding

Durly shrugged, "is have said it multiple times" he said

Tyler finally just.. couldn't. He let out a pained breath as he sank to the ground, setting his head into his hands. Everything felt heavy and pained and hurt and nothing more. He wished there could at least be a spark of joy in his life again. Tyler's leg burned, it was hard to breath, his shoulder ached, and he didn't know what to do about it.

"Well you picked a person that doesn't listen to a single nice thing someone says about them" She stood up with a stretch before giving him a hug from behind resting her head on his "Goodnight Durly... See you in the morning"

Durly looked up, he blinked softly, "goodnight Andi" he said

Tyler closed his eyes, feeling like he did before. A feeling he hated... but was starting to get used to. He felt hopeless. What if his leg never healed and he had a limp for life? What if he could never run again, even if his leg DID heal, because his ribs were damaged so badly? Who even cared...? Why couldn't he just fall asleep? At least the pain and everything went away. There was not a more hopeless feeling than falling asleep... and dreading waking up.