Willow had closed her eyes as the boy left, looking for Cressa, Takashi, and that boy..Willow wasn't sure of his name. The best she could do was describe his, rather distinctive, armor. She was about to fall asleep when a voice spoke up. Blue eyes fell upon the clumsy fellow that fell over her. Willow took a drink of the glass of water that sat at her bedside, the IV in her arm swinging with the movement. She had lost a lot of blood, and just started her second bag, with 2 more to go. Honestly, it was a wonder Willow was alive.<br/><br/>As words poured from his mouth, Willow listened in silence. She actually had a few words for him, but she kept them to herself...until she was well, at least. "What's your name?" When she would eventually yell at him, Willow wanted a name to call him by.