He looked at her, not bothering to hide the uncertainty on his face. "I know. And - I'm sorry. I'm...not very good with friendships." He tried to think of the best way to hand this. "As insensitive of me as it sounds - how can I make things up to you?"

He returned the small smile. "Well, let me know. I think I'm going to have a lot of free time on my hands in the next few weeks to deal with things." The last was said with a wry note in his voice and a gesture at his injured leg. "And...I'm not actually upset at Reno. I understand why he did what he did."

He sighed, the noise frustrated. "Elena, I'm sorry, but my head still hurts - you're going to have to be a little clearer."

He waved dismissively. "Don't worry about it. As you said, its been a difficult few days, and things were not the same as they are now."

"Probably three weeks before I can put my full weight on it. It was a good shot on Reno's part - right into the joint. The doctors were rather unhappy about me checking myself out so soon after getting it pieced back together. I imagine Reno isn't much better off."

"That's good - hopefully he won't be too annoyed when he wakes up. And we'll both be fine - we're Turks, after all. Though it's a bit of an inconvenience."

"I think I'm fine for the moment, although if you could ask Aeris to bring some food up in a bit, that would be appreciated. Just no dairy - I think we still have some fruit left..."

Tseng gave her a small smile. "Thank you."