Tao was pulled from his daze when a large blonde man with his right arm in a sling approached him. "Shit. Tao...lets go." the man's words were mangled by a terrible Swedish accent. He is also the only person who ever comes to visit Tao. There was some reluctance before Tao followed the other.<br/><br/>"Saw you didn't get your meds last night. Are you at least eating?" the man spoke softly as he guided Tao towards the cafeteria. He got Tao some food and his morning meds and sat down with him. This was about the time he noticed the bit of blood near Tao's ear and the bruises on his face and neck. The man frowned.<br/><br/>Tao never made eye contact with his visitor. In fact, he avoided any contact with the man. After a few minutes of sitting there being fussed at to eat Tao stood. "..."<br/>"What?"<br/>"...shut up Dirk..."<br/>The man frowned more, an ashamed guilty look coming over him.<br/>"...it was your fault..." Tao hissed softly in a most venomous tone, barely audible, before retreating to his room.<br/>This left the man, Dirk, just sitting there with a tray of picked at food. With a heavy sigh he grabbed Tao's meds from the tray and followed after him.