[Amy collects her crutches and follows him, wondering if she ought to just ditch the stalling and broach the subject, ANY subject, because she feels like she's doing something wrong by trying to get them settled and somewhat comfortable. And she hates that feeling.
But she gets herself sat up on the bed in continued silence, propping her pillows up against the headboard and carefully swinging her bad leg into place]
no subject
But she gets herself sat up on the bed in continued silence, propping her pillows up against the headboard and carefully swinging her bad leg into place]