Vincent took the items he had asked for after finally getting his coughing under control. He opened the box first and took one of his many pain killers and what he needed to take currently, drinking it down as calmly as he could with the water. He cleaned his shaky hands off with the tissues before just holding one over his mouth each time he had to cough again. He was barely able to clean the board of his writing before starting to write again.
"Thanks...sorry for scaring you like that..."
He looked ready for sleep with his heavy eyes looking ready to close any second now. He had drained himself in his spell of emotions, not afraid to fall asleep in the chair even if it meant he wouldnt be too comfortable when he woke up. He looked over at Pain with an apologetic look, not meaning to have gotten so upset over something he couldn't control.

Pain watched Vincent now, alittle worried that the other might fall over or something. He could tell that this wolf meant alot of Vincent and secretly prayed that the wolf would make it out okay. He sigh softly, but smiled some. It's fine.....just don't do that okay......I'm sure that your wolf is probably getting worried now. He said. He wasn't going to ask the witch about maybe making him something so he could know if Andre was okay....the fragile witch had suffered enough.

He watched as Vincent started to doze off now and was about to get up to push him back in and just smile back at the other. Do you maybe want me to push you back in? He asked.

Vincent really did look ready to fall asleep, having managed to put his things away somehow. He had pulled the blanket closer to cover his upper body now, on the verge of just slipping into a much needed deep slumber. He picked his head up some, eyes nearly shut in his need of energy as he heard what Pain said. He nodded at the other offering to push him back inside the house. He looked to still be very much depressed as he was trying to stay awake. He was glad this house had no stairs but at the same time knew going inside would mean his aunts would see he pushed himself too far and injured himself. He gave a sad sounding groan, the sound rather wheezy and rough as he just rested in his chair until his aunts were about to fuss over him and get him in bed. He just hoped they wouldn't lock him back up inside of it without his chair.