He knew that the quick way would be painful, but that also meant that it would be over with quicker. However, much to his disappointment, she seemed keen on him doing this slowly. Though the pain meds she'd given him were doing a world of help for his underside, there was still an undeniable stiffness and discomfort in the areas where he'd been injured. He knew that no amount of pain killers could fix that, so he wouldn't bother to complain about it. He didn't want to be all doped up, anyway. She ordered him to start by getting his froth paws up, and he nodded and lifted his fright front paw, bracing himself before lifting his left and placing them both on top of the boulder as far forward as he could reach without ripping his stomach open again. "Alright, I'm gonna need some help with this part," He felt ashamed just saying it, having to ask for help because he couldn't do something, but he knew it was necessary. He bent his back legs slowly, allowing them to coil before he lifted his right one tentatively and placed it halfway up the boulder - looking for a point of purchase. When he found one he stiffened his toes, allowing his claws to grip into the rock as best they could so that, with a good push and a little help from her he could lift himself up and onto the boulder where he would remain for at least a few days. "One... two..." he glanced back toward her quickly before announcing his movement. "Three." As the word left his lips he pushed down and back with his back legs and simultaneously pulled with his front, drawing himself up and onto the rock. ""

The quick way might have been quicker but there was also more potential for danger, he could more easily tear open his wound again if she just let him hop up on the boulder. He would be better in the long run if they got him up there slowly, and definitely with her help. She watched as he did what she asked, first putting his front paw on top of the boulder before telling her that he was going to need some help. She was surprised he even said anything, she was already pretty invested in his healing she wasn't about to just stop helping him now that it was slightly different kind of help. Rhythm would move into position as he did, she'd position herself at the back of his left leg, ready to push and add her momentum to his hind end. Hopefully preventing him from putting as much strain on his stomach. As he counted down she readied herself, and after making brief eye contact with him on two she'd shove her shoulder up, hopefully aiding him in reaching the apex of the boulder. ""

He felt her pushing against him, and that force combined with his own momentum would easily thrust him upward and onto the boulder. He dug in with his front paws to ensure that he wouldn't go tumbling off the other side and hurt himself worse. When he'd stopped his momentum he pushed a little more with his front paws, sending himself backward into a sitting position. Finally he'd relax his front paws and rest into a lying position, shifting to his side to keep the pressure off of his injured parts. "I'm up," he commented unnecessarily and very nearly triumphantly. "Thank you," he murmured, quieter than his previous declaration, but loud enough for her to hear. He craned his head toward her, a quizzical look upon his face. "What now?" He knew he could gaze over Imperium for a few days straight, but perhaps she had some other idea. ""

She'd push and before she knew it his weight was gone from her shoulder and Kyarst was settling onto the rock. He'd verbally confirm that he was up and she'd watch as he got comfortable. She'd smile up at him and with a lot less effort than it took him she'd jump onto the boulder beside him. "Thank you," He'd almost whisper to her and her smile would brighten again, really thanks were unnecessary. He was her friend, and she would have helped him a thousand times over. "Now you need to relax." She couldn't help the affectionate nudge she'd offer to his cheek. "Just let me know if the pain gets anymore severe." ""

He rested on his side, allowing his body to relax while he tried to keep any form of pressure off of his injured parts. He knew that wouldn't do them any good. She instructed that the best thing for him to do now was rest, and he couldn't agree more. "I am pretty tired," he'd croak, sleepiness drifting into his voice. He could look over Imperium later - he wouldn't be any good to the place falling asleep every five seconds. "I'll let you know if it starts hurting any worse, it feels pretty good right now." As good as torn apart insides could feel. His head dipped down to rest on his splayed forepaws. "Before I forget," he murmured, "Congrats on beating my sister, I didn't know you had it in you." Lysis was a formidable fighter, and he hadn't really expected such fighting strength from Rhythm. His eyes began to slowly shut and soon he was drifting off, slave to the drugs she'd given him. -Exit due to sleep ""