[...okay, this is clearly going to last a while. So at the very least, Rory shifts sliiightly so his bandaged shoulder isn't taking the weight anymore. And THEN he can focus on just. Being there. And semi-comatose. And with Amy. He leans slightly to kiss the top of her head and then settles back again. He's not sure he'll even manage to SURVIVE all weekend, but he doesn't really mind.]
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