Nayo looks at her and smiles a bit. "Makes sense then I suppose." he says simply. Looking at her and blinked. "Why would I need to learn fire arms?" he asks in confusion. Puzzlement on his face as it came into clarity for a split second before it faded away. Looking at her and listens. "Books to read? I don't think I can read English." he says softly. "It is hard enough to speak truthfully." Looking rather perplexed. Looking at her and listens. "Okay." he says softly. Frowning a bit. "Maybe but I am starting to hurt again." he says. The hours passed and it was a few days later when he, in his mind, was good enough to try to get out of bed. Crying out in pain with each movement. He had remembered a bit more.