Kryner looked at the bottle of Tonic and shook his head as he kept his mask mouth slot closed. "<i>Alright so they mean well.</i>" He replied before he looked over to see the mother coming up over to him with the little bottle of medicine,<br/>"Here you go darling, this will defiantly help with that swollen arm." She told him as she poured a bit into a spoon, and Kryner fidgeted to get his mask port up and she gave him the syrup consistency medicine. Coughing after swallowing, the medicine burned as it tasted horrible, but she assured him that it would help keep infection down and fight off any fever he could get.<br/><br/>Kryner laid there looking at his arm, an hour or so passed and the size of his arm in the splint was shrinking which was good, but he was still in pain with each beat of his heart he felt the arm throb.<br/>"I can't take it anymore." Kryner spoke as he took his right arm to move the splint and sling and felt along his arm and winced. The broken part was the connection to his upper forearm by his elbow and felt where it had snapped. The torn muscles were the cause of the massive swelling. Taking his fingers and panting he was going to push the broken part back to where he felt it needed to go.