Skyler Jones held the urine bag, looking at it for a long time.
Christine Quinn asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Skyler Jones sighed, "I never thought in my lifetime I'd need to use this."
Christine Quinn suddenly felt a lump in her throat.
"Maybe you should step out for a bit!"
Christine Quinn slowly stood up, turning her back to him.
She listened carefully for any sounds but realized he hadn't moved for a long time.
Finally, she couldn't help but ask, "Are you done?"
Skyler Jones leaned against the headboard and answered, "I can't do it... What does it look like, a grown man dealing with this."
Christine Quinn slowly turned around to see him looking despondent, leaning against the headboard, the urine bag still beside him.
Skyler Jones stared unfocused ahead, "You should go out... I need some time alone."
"Oversky..."
"It's ultimately inconvenient for you to take care of me... Let's hire a caregiver to look after me tomorrow!"
