Rus was pacing back and forth in the hospital corridors outside the room you were staying in, unable to calm his nerves, a small bruise on his cheek. He seemed to have been there for a while, glancing up every so often at the clock as if it had betrayed him. Guilt was gnawing on him, he should've never left you alone if he knew that bad people were looking for him, should've been there to protect you, should've kept you safe.. but he failed you. He let you alone cause he thought you'd be fine.