The timid smile, then intense stare, made the doctor a bit anxious. It reminded him of his nightmare and caused the older male to shift his weight from foot to foot in a subtle way. The silence dragged on, at least from the patient, and he wasn't sure what to expect. Maybe the offer of breakfast was too immature after the harshness of the previous night. No. He needed to not worry about that, since they were doctor and patient. Their interaction should remain professional as much as possible. There was no reason to be overly concerned about things. A flirty young man wasn't anything new, and they didn't have to interact at all once the human was discharged. Which, with the bandage already removed and the other machines about to get disconnected, it probably wouldn't be long before the other was completely cleared.<br/><br/>"That's.... Not good," Ray mumbled about the colors still being off. With everything else speeding along towards recovery, he was thinking that the minor irregularities that presented yesterday would fade after a night of sleep, rather than the three days of unconsciousness. When told to get out, the doctor chuckled and nodded. He wasn't really fond of being told what to do by his patients, never had been. However, arguing or snapping back seemed like it wouldn't be beneficial right now.<br/><br/>"You seem to be a bit more spirited," Ray commented as he stepped back outside and closed the door. He leaned back against the frame, that way they could keep talking, since he was still interested in this interesting young man. Did he really harbor no fear towards the supernatural, as he claimed? If he did, then what did that mean? Normally the people that didn't fear the unknown and whom had any inkling that it was real would go looking for it. And, even though it wasn't really his place to care, Ray disliked the idea of one of his patients winding up food for some other nasty creature of the night. Again, flickers from previous nightmares danced through his thoughts and caused the ghoul to give a soft groan. It seemed like today was doing to be a foot shuffling slow day.<br/><br/>"So, when you get released, do you already have plans? I know your family has visited, but I do not think I have seen any friends..." Maybe that was too personal, but Ray was starting to realize that he sucked with trying to socialize with the more mundane people around. With other non-human creatures, he didn't have to watch what he had to say. Normally, he would limit the interaction with the humans, but... The thing about the colors still nagged at the back of his mind. As did the question from yesterday,<i>"Are your eyes suppose to be blue?"</i><br/><br/>As far as he was aware, there were no humans that gained the ability to see the eyes of supernatural creatures. A rare few were born with the ability, sure, and they were dangerous. But... Blue eyes? Humans were supposed to see hazel green, which made him start to wonder. No. No. It couldn't be something so unheard of. Maybe he needed to take a little time to see if there were any cases of humans gaining the ability after enough head trauma. Or was it a waste of time?<br/><br/>"And, uh, about last night. Sorry." The ghoul groaned after he spoke up. Really, why did it seem like he had absolutely no tact right now?!