"My time is hardly wasted here, Moran. I am precisely where I want to be." He strolled up to the hospital bed and sat down on the edge, smoothing the blanket out next to him.
"Tell me, Sebastian. Do you have a lot of debts? How are these hospital bills going to be paid if you are…indisposed."
Sebastian’s eyes fixed distracly on the hands of the man as he spoke calmly and stroke the blanket. Fingers and hands well-groomed, just as the rest of him - he clearly wasn’t one to punch and kick, although he did look like someone who could pay a lot of people to do it for him. But it truly didn’t seem like he had any intention to hurt him, therefore…what did he want at all?
"They found me beaten and bleeing in an alley, I have been brought here. No bills for such emergencies. As soon as I’ll get better I’ll go away." he said with a shrugh. It was truly the last of his problems: "And since you seem to know a lot about me I am pretty sure you also know the answer about whether I have many debts or not, don’t you?"