Theatrically he places a hand over his heart. "Teenagers!"
He sobers a little. "They don't have to keep scraping my wounds, but the nanites keep moving cautiously. I'll be out when I'm out.
His upper body is in better shape. His lower body is what's been worrying the doctors. If he is to get out of here and show strength he needs to not do it from a wheelchair or land back here a week later due to infection. For now, he keeps his legs covered, despite the pain on having a sheet over them for Anya and Tasha's sake.
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