Hey, nurse, can I get your number?

If he wasn't still a little lost in an exhausted haze and if he wasn't so focused on the stabbing pain radiating out from his side then he might have caught the way she tensed when he touched her paw or how she had frozen up until he let her go, but as it was it felt like an accomplishment just to get his drink of water without grimacing with pain. He laid his head back down on the bed with a smirk as she left, calling to him to not die in her absence. How close had be been to dying? He really didn't know. It was easy to feel invincible with how big he was. Or maybe that was just part of being young. Either way, being forced to lay still in an infirmary bed was not something he had been expecting or knew how to deal with. He felt trapped here already after just a few minutes of being awake and there was no way of him knowing how long it was going to take for him to get back on his feet again. He groaned softly at the thought, only to make himself wince as the frustrated noise made his side flex and irritated the easily irritated wound.

A few moments later Syanna reappeared with some kind of herb and some of the dried mammoth meat from the food stores, and he gave her a grateful grin - and a little glare for her teasing. He ate the plant first, eager to get the pain relief going and also figuring it would be better to get the bitter taste out of his mouth with the meat afterward. It was kind of awkward eating from his side, but he managed. His rumbling stomach made him find a way. He scoffed softly at her question about how his side was feeling and after swallowing the food he was chewing he muttered sarcastically, "Never better." He gave her a little grin, hoping maybe a little bit of humor would help assure her that he was going to be fine. Figuring she'd probably want some honesty though, he added, "It hurts. A lot. But I'm not bleeding any more and it's okay if I just lay very, very still so... Could be worse, right?"

He ate a bit more, and drank some more water, but he only managed to eat about half of what she brought him before he had to nudge it away. "I'll have some more later," he mentioned when he laid his head back down on the bed, giving her a little smile. Sitting up even a little bit to eat was difficult and painful while he waited for the pain reliever she gave him to take affect and it felt like any amount of movement or effort made his head swim. His eyelids felt so heavy while he rested there for a moment, but he didn't want to stop looking at her yet. He couldn't get over how grateful he was that she was okay. There wasn't a lot of things in his life that he felt proud about, but this was one moment that he really felt happy about.

"Thank you for saving me," he told her when he suddenly realized that he hadn't thanked her for treating him and for using her supplies on him. "There's plenty of supplies here. Just take what you need to replace what you used on me," he insisted, knowing how important they were to her. He didn't really know if he had the authority to declare that kind of thing, but he knew his father wouldn't let her leave empty handed either so he just wanted to make sure that she knew she could help herself to whatever she needed to replace what she had used on him. Of course... that would mean that she was leaving, which he didn't really want to think about either.

Ezra Adravendi