Trowa squeezed Quatre's hand in return. He really did hate to make Quatre worry so but it was hard when his job involved work that sometimes got violent. This was a worst case scenario for him. Things like this normally didn't happen to him.

"I will try to."

He waited patiently as Quatre left, only to return with pajamas. "You think I should do both?"

Aww... Quatre doesn't want to see his beau shirtless?