He nodded as the other tried to say the new word, it was close enough. As he tried to show him some of the things on the phone he noted the other seemed a bit irritated with him, but he simply ignored the tone and moved on to the next thing... Only to have the other seem to panic. He stared at the male for a long moment and sighed, shaking his head. Was a tv that scary? Ir honestly reminded him a bit of seeing a dog bark at the television.<br/><br/>When the other spoke to him again he looked to the tv then back to him. "Common?" He asked, though then he figured the other meant the language. "Yeah, English. It is a show that children watch to learn to talk." He explained, though he wondered how many words the other actually caught on to. "It's easier than me trying to teach you, and I don't have any children's books here." He added as he stood from the bed to take the empty bowl and sports drink.<br/><br/>He watched him settle down and watch the tv... Definitely like a dog, or maybe like a child. "You are in my home, you are safe here." He remarked as the other still seemed on guard, but he didn't harp on him and instead when to the kitchen and tidied up a bit. He was gone from the room a short while before returning again and going through his clothes and tossing the other some sweatpants and a t-shirt. "Want to change? You can wash up in the bathroom, but keep the stitches dry." He offered, motioning to the bathroom across the hall. He figured the male could probably manage a bath if he was careful of the wound for now, and Amell could change the sheets while he was at it.