Max stayed where he was, keeping his head and eyes down when Kieara was wandering about the room. When she left, he lifted his head back up and just lied on the bed for a bit. He closed his eyes, deciding to rest for a bit. His wounds hurt a little from this morning, but nothing too serious. They would either heal or scar over, depending on how the wound was taken care of. As he lied there, he continued to wonder where it was they were going to leave to.