<span style="color: #80FF00">Stella gives him her best mothering glare. Usually her daughters would cave to that look, but not Lexeo. "You go, other wise you'll just keep being in pain. If your arm isn't set properly then it will heal wrong. Then it will have to be broken again." She doesn't look to impressed when he hisses in pain. "Little godling, I say that you aren't doing fine."<br/></span><br/>The trio of females takes turns checking up on him during the night. The fall into an impromptu schedule. They can't ask him to much to check his memory, seeing as he has very little of it right now. Kissa is the first when to the door when she hears him shout. She dressed in a pair of black shorts that reveal her long, well muscled legs and a t-shirt, her hair thrown back in a loose tail. "Lexeo? What are you doing on the floor?," she ask tiredly. It had been her shift to check up on him. "Do you need something for your arm?" She comes into the room, helping him to sit up." Her mother and sister get up to see what had caused the ruckus as well. Reeva frowns. "Can the objections Mama. He seems to functioning fine but I think his balance is off. He still needs his arm put in a cast anyway." Stella only nods with her daughter's statement. She might have to recruit them into helping her convince Lexeo that's a good idea.