Zelus fumed at the doctor, "You didn't need that much blood! We have technology that would have sufficed to duplicate and if that wasn't available you could have waited until she had produced more." Removing his hand from Nyri's forehead, he moved to the spare bed grabbing with his good hand to drag it over next to Nyri. After they finished stabilizing Nyri, Zelus let them work on treating his wrist. Had he been reckless? Yes. Did he believe he did the right thing? Also yes. He may not know Nyri all that well, but he knew that she had been through a lot just from that brief sensing of the Sith's power.<br/><br/>Zelus began drifting to sleep after Nyri had been connected to the IV drip. Then he remembered his needed to bring his things in here as well as grab the bag he gave Nyri that a droid delivered. He let a sigh slip before slowly getting out of the bed and setting to the task. Slightly worried since apparently an aid had all ready had possession of his light saber once. Nyri would need to be checked to make sure she still ha both of his when he came back. Slowly setting to the task due to morphine flowing through his system he returned to the room once completing the task.