Hey, nurse, can I get your number?

Blurry, tired eyes barely blinked open only to squint and close again with a soft groan at the light at hurt his eyes, quickly realizing how much his head hurt and how heavy everything felt. His mouth felt really dry and eventually, as he started to come to more, he realized how hungry he was. How long had he been asleep? Why did he have such a head ache? He forced himself to open his eyes enough to look around at his surroundings a bit, realizing that he was laying on one of the beds in the infirmary as he looked out at the divider that stood between his bed and the one beside him. His mind was still too foggy and lost in sleep to immediately realize why he was here in the first place.

Memories started to come back to him, remembering fighting the saber cat, remembering Syanna treating him, remembering her getting him back to his feet to come back to The Hallows. That was where his clear memories ended, becoming a haze and a fog between then and now. He lifted his head and tried to sit up, but the second he tried to move his side protested with a sharp, stabbing pain that made him grit his teeth and fall back to the bed with a grunt. He tried to breathe through it, but that felt like it made it worse. Whatever they had given him for pain had clearly worn off by now.

He blinked his eyes open again after letting the pain settle back into a low ache, just lifting his head without moving the rest of his body to try and look around the room to see if anyone else was there, but he had a pretty limited range of view with the dividers between each of the beds. "Sy-" he tried to call, but between his dry mouth and throat and the pain from trying to take a deep breath it didn't manage much more than a hoarse croak of the beginning of her name. He sighed softly and let his head fall again, resigning himself to just waiting till someone appeared.

Ezra Adravendi