[ It takes him a while to calm down, mostly due to the fact that he has nothing left to give once the tears slow. In some way, he's grateful that Richard is leaving, and in others, he's not sure how he feels about being left alone with nothing but his own thoughts. Banagher doesn't voice it; he knows he'll have to think about it, eventually. Not now though, with the way he's finally settling into the hospital bed.
Scraping his knuckles across his eyes, he manages a nod — one of gratitude for the understanding he thought maybe he hadn't deserved.
But it's also of acknowledgement, for what Richard was telling him. He wouldn't forget. ]
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Scraping his knuckles across his eyes, he manages a nod — one of gratitude for the understanding he thought maybe he hadn't deserved.
But it's also of acknowledgement, for what Richard was telling him. He wouldn't forget. ]