Hickey manages to pull himself up by his paws enough so that he can look in the window. And well then, alright, Crozier is shirtless. And he's...bruised. Those must have been the bruises Hickey gave him. His first thought is that he's surprised they're still there, but the stab wound in his leg, even though it's stitched up, is still tender as hell.

There's something intimate about all this, seeing his own handiwork like that. He caused that. He gave Crozier those bruises. Hickey wants to tend to them and give him even more at the same time.

Hickey's expression is more like a common dog's instead of a wolf, the way he's pressed up against the window so much that his nose is squished against the glass. But he's absolutely focused on Crozier's bruises and is staring them down with unhidden interest.