Dio grunts when the door is slid open once more, turning his head aside and his gaze downward. He only steals brief glances in their direction as the nurse gives Jiaying the runaround, his light sensitivity not improving with exposure of any kind. When he chances eye contact with Jiaying briefly, his eyes are relatively unfocused with pupils constricted into thin lines, but what little he can see tells him that Jiaying isn't going to remain complacent for long. He declines the nurse's offer.

"Close the door on your way out." Dio's patience already spent, he doesn't bother with a please. The nurse's placid smile becomes a touch strained, but she asks that he call for her if he should change his mind before sliding the door to once more. Dio rubs at his eyes with a hand, the coolness of his fingers somewhat soothing through his eyelids. The splotches of white on his vision begin to fade, but still obscure plenty of it. "Her ears must have been burning."