Jin settled on the cot, slowly following Rhys's departure and re- entrance with his gaze. He didn't like that the other man had to drag him over any more than the thought of someone else taking care of him, but until the worst passed, he didn't really have much of a choice. He reclined only slightly as he took the cloth back from Rhys, letting the slight inclination of his head mean yes, he did like iced tea.