She nods.<br/><br/>"Same", Nazo said, "And bring me an bacon omelet please."<br/><br/>The waitress nods and leaves.<br/><br/>Nazo sighed and looked toward her, "How is your wounds? Bothering you any?"<br/>He looked at her concerned. Nazo felt a little responsible for getting her hurt. He should've taken a more discrete way of getting her home.<br/><br/>Feeling like he needs to apologize, he says to her looking her in the eye, "I'm truly sorry for this...I should've known something like this would happen...I promise I will find whoever is doing this to you and make sure he is locked up."<br/><br/>The waitress comes back with their coffee and creamer.