Ryder isn't really surprised that Thirteen wants to stay. Though he wanted her to be able to be more independent and feel better about being on her own, whether for one night or longer, he knew that she still viewed him as her security. Part of him liked that. He needed to be needed. And part of him wished she would be able to break free from that, if just for her own self-worth.
A little groggy yet, he nods, unable to deny that his leg was hurting him much more than it had earlier. "Yeah... there should be a nurse around here somewhere." He fiddles with the row of buttons on the bed. "Beats me what any of this means." He thinks someone told him earlier but he'd been too busy telling off the doctors to pay attention. "And yes, a movie sounds good if we can find something decent on the... uh..." He motions with his hand, clearly not thinking well, unable to think of the word. "...television."
Phil smirks a little, feeling comfortable enough with Rayne to chide her teasingly. "As if coming to get you is such a hard task. I'm not going to make you walk."
He rests his hand on the doorhandle and nods outside to the yard where the car for sale was. "Come on. Let's see if this car suits you or not."
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