As soon as they were left alone, Oliver felt himself getting restless. It wasn't because he didn't feel comfortable or guilty for not being here soon enough for her, but he simply didn't know how to begin the conversation. He wanted to talk about the incident, however he didn't want to upset the girl, especially not in her current condition.
Hence, the man felt his palms gradually becoming sweaty. His heart pounded as he approached Kyra, while hoping that his note didn't strike the wrong note. As he took a seat by her bedside, Oliver linked his fingers on his lap.
On the other hand, Kyra had long noticed the man's awkward behavior which made her unconsciously pursed her lips in nervousness. All of the sudden, the air of tension thickened within the room.