<span style="color: #40FF00">Stella blinks. Suffered a pretty bad beating? Now what gave him that impression? She is happy to her that Lexeo doesn't have any broken ribs. But than again, he is cut out of strong stuff. She'll see about preventing scaring in the safety of their home. "We'll tell the team after we see him," she says softly. It occurs to Stella that 777 is a lucky number.</span><br/><br/>The girls scurry down the hall ahead of Stella. A little bit of explaining and the nurses clear out for them. "Lexeo?", Reeva asks softly, making sure they aren't waking him up. The nurses had covered him in ice packs laying on towels to help the swelling. She lightly comes forward, trailed by Kissa. They pull a couple seats that where against the wall up to the bed. "Just rest. The medication should be kicking in soon to make you feel less sore." Both girls feel anger towards whoever did this to him. "The rest of the team is down stairs wanting to know how you're doing. They'll be happy you don't have broken ribs or a concussion. The police will want to talk to you later," Reeva explains softly.