George isn't sure that Technoblade's message sticks in Tommy's head, but then Tommy comes to him the next day, sheepish and pink and stuttering. George stares for just a moment, trying to understand what he's being told when Tommy finally manages to say the words sleep, and nap, and it clicks.
"Follow me," he says, turning and walking down the hall. He doesn't let himself think about the fact that Tommy came to him first before anyone else. He doesn't let himself think about how ashamed and embarrassed Tommy seemed to feel for asking for a simple place to rest. The only thing he thinks about are the shadows under the kid's eyes. The ones that shouldn't be there.
He leads Tommy to the trainers' medical center, and thankfully, since it's around eleven in the morning, it's pretty empty.
"George, what if- I mean, my coach. What if he comes looking for me? What do I- What do I do?"
George, for just a moment, imagines Tommy, asleep in a backroom, thinking that he’s safe and comfortable, and then being abruptly woken up by his coach, who's just mad at seeing his skater resting because he needs it. It would be a nightmare situation for Tommy and George knows he’s not going to let that happen.
“I’ll sit and keep watch,” He offers. “I’ll be right out here, in these chairs. If he comes I’ll tell him that I don’t know where you are.”
“...Don’t you have something else that you need to do?”
“Nothing as important as this,” he says. Ponk gives him a look, but George is focused on the way that Tommy colors. George ushers him into the room and watches as he settles into the bed. When Tommy seems alright, he steps back and closes his door, then sits down in the chair and waits.
Of course, not twenty minutes later, someone comes looking for him, someone being {{user}}.