He could hear her cleaning up, but he didn't make notice of it. He simply lay there limply. Jaques returned with two bowls of steaming hot stew. He stared in confusion at the pile of broken furniture, but the reason was soon presented. "Oh, of course. I didn't think... Master would let you in his room..." He had been the only one allowed in the room other than Erik, so he was surprised at this outcome.<br/><br/>Suddenly, the horrid cry of Erik in pain made him jolt. His eye grew wide, "Oh no, it can't be sunset already!" He rushed into the room, setting the bowls down, and tried to keep Erik from hurting himself. Erik tried to thrash, but Jaques was enough to hold him down in his weakened state. He was reverting back into human form, but with the injuries, it was even more painful. He howled in excruciating pain, throwing his head from side to side. Suddenly he grew limp, breathing slow, and Jaques let out a relieved sigh. "I think he passed out..." he muttered, getting off him.