Capture and a Release

Chapter 4

Bandages

I looked at Neo, he was clean , no more dried blood in his hair. It was pulled back into a tail still slightly wet.
He tilted his head, dark eyes narrowing almost like he could still see me.

"Smith, what are you doing here?, Well right here Is what I meant." he asked me.

"I wanted to see if you needed food. I am the only one who really should make food, for now.
Until you get used to the Hotel and where everything is."

Neo runs a hand down his bare side, I could see the ends of his ribs through his skin.
At least, the bruises and cuts were less noticable. Was he ignoring the pain?.

"You, you can cook? Well, I suppose anything is better than stale bread.,'He snorts amused and skeptical ' What ever you want to make , Smith"

"Hmm, bread it is than, no , no I will be nice. You can handle soup can you not?"

"You sound like my Mom joking around. surprised you can, but yeah soup would be nice. Thank-You."

A distant look in his eyes at the mention of his Mother. It made me realise I hardly knew anything about him.
Before he found out about the Matrix or after.

The young blind man shakes his head "Your messing with my echos' again. I can't even remember where the room is." An almost scowl on his face.

I felt like laughing at how out-of-place it looked. I reached out slowly , remembering a few minutes before, brushing his hand.
He hesitantly puts his hand over mine loosely, tensing at the sound of wind howling around the building.
What effects had the torture had on his mind, for him to tense at wind?

I moved with him over to his room. It was the nicest one on this floor. The paint was almost completely intact and so was the furniture. No dust anywhere, I figured that he had enough of that in His dungeons.

"This room is yours, Neo for how ever long you want , I do not have a use for it. Shall I put the bandages back on?, before I get started on the soup."

"O.K, sure it'd probably help having them back on. Speaking of places, where are we?.
The echos' aren't helping, since I was in that dungeon all the time. I can't tell the difference very well yet."

I had put the bandages and gauze on the bedside table, before I had gone to wait for him. He sat down on the bed, me beside him. Working on replacing the bandages I had taken off before.
As I did that I replied " Since I am not an Agent anymore, I needed a place to stay away from where the System would look for me.I decided on the Heart O' the Hotel, since it at least was familiar. We are on the second floor."

He nods, flinching when I accidentally put pressure on the wrong the spot. I wished that they (the wounds) would heal enough on their own.
So that I could finish the rest without risk of hurting him more.

"Tell me, Neo what did you do before I ever met you?, How did you grow-up?"

"How about you finish this, after I'm done eating than I'll tell you? " Neo replied to my questions.

When I had finished and was walking out of the room to go to the fourth floor kitchen, I turned slightly in the doorway.

He was pulling a long-sleeved dark blue shirt down over the bandages, absently pulling his hair out of the collar.

Like that Neo looked normal again. Not quite something was off, but enough to forget that he was blind.