The prospect of food slowly started to appeal to him. One of the women left and he watched her go with vague interest.<br/><br/>He didn't see it coming, as he was still staring vacantly at the spot where the other girl had disappeared through the door. When he was moved, rolled onto his stomach, he cried out in a harsh, pained yell. It hurt. Everything hurt. After the one single outburst, he bit down on his cheek and remained silent.<br/><br/>Slowly, as she tended his wounds so carefully, the pain eased and he relaxed. Her touch was so soothing... so wonderfully soft. He sighed when she brushed his hair aside... and moaned with pleasure.