Aleksandr could feel her relaxing in his arms as the lights turned on.  He looked around the room trying not to blush; however, the more he looked around the room the closer he felt to Sylvia.  Even when he looked down, there she was, right in his arms.  He made a half smile, albeit, confused. When she elbowed him, he moved her further into the room, cautiously.

[I]"If you'd like, I can gather my clothes while you grab something to eat from the fridge? I imagine hospital food tastes disgusting, I wouldn't know since I didn't eat."[/I]

Alekandr looked down at Sylvia.  He wasn't particularly hungry--he wasn't sure when he ever was, if he was honest with himself, "Ummm... yeah," he nodded, moving her towards the bed to put her down.  He placed her on the bed softly.  He had never really been in the room of the opposite sex before, nor had he placed a female on a bed. His mind was literally going crazy.  He wanted to do everything for Sylvia, and do everything she asked of him.  He was not sure how or why, so he decided to get something to eat from her refrigerator because that is what she told him to do (even if he was not hungry).  As he walked out of the room, he turned to Sylvia, "If you need anything... just... let me know," he walked out of the room and towards the kitchen,  cupping his hands over the lower part of his face--trying to concentrate. 

He stood in front of the refrigerator for a moment before opening it. [I]Fuck! Fuck! fuck![/I] He wanted to scream, but if he tried, he couldn't.  He opened the refrigerator begrudgingly and stared at the food inside of it.  He really was [I]not[/I] hungry.  If anything, looking at the food was making him nauseous.  He closed the refrigerator and walked over to the living room and sat down, while he waited for her.  He wiped his right hand over his face, and let an exasperated breath escape his lips. [I]Lord Jesus Christ, Son of God, Kill me a Sinner.[/I] [@Arista]