Umm, okay, so he doesn't like hospitals. "Mama, he has a concussion and his arm is badly broken. You might have to wrangle him into the car if you can't fix his head. Apparently he doesn't like hospitals for some reason." Reeva looks concerned to him.<br/><br/>Kissa answers for her mother. "You have to stay awake so we can make sure you haven't got any brain damage from your fall. Mother will have you put back together no time, but we will have to wake you every hour to make sure you're still doing alright."<br/><span style="color: #80FF00"><br/>Stella gives the young demi god a kind and reassuring smile. "Yes Lexeo, I know who you are. you are the son of Loki and Aphrodite. I'll explain more after you're feeling better, alright? Girls, if you'll get the guest bedroom ready. The two scurry to obey their mother's orders. "This will feel a bit tingly," she says softly as she starts accessing his head wound. After a little bit of healing, she carefully sets the bone, binding it paramedic style with an old t-shirt. "A trip to the clinic will be in order to get that casted properly, young godling. And there will be no arguement. Kissa, Reeva or myself will be checking in on you through the night. The girls will show you to our guest room.</span><br/><br/>Both goddesses flank him up the stairs. "We'll be back in about an hour to check on you. This from Reeva. "Do you want something for the pain or did mama help well enough with it?", this from Kissa.