Ryo didn't need any more urging to rest. It was like a command word which his body had instantly responded to. For he was out a split second later. He was light so when he was picked up and carried...he wouldn't be any heavier than a child. He hugged into the hug he felt in his sleep. His upper body stung. And he had a nasty cut across the top and bottom areas of his left eye. He was fighting to wake up. He was starting to be able to make out sounds and words. And to realize he was being touched by someone.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">Shortly before Ryo woke fully the head doctor walks in. "You three with this young man Ryo?" he asks. His tone and expression was grim. "I was looking over the xrays of the boys cuts. The nurse and understudy doctors...missed something." he pauses. "There was one cut which though not fatal...was a bit deep and has destroyed some of the nerves in his right wrist. It'll heal over time. But he needs to take it easy and not over use that side." he sighs. "Other than that...he'll be fine." he walks out.</span><br/><br/>Ryo groans and slowly opens his eyes. He didn't hurt so much anymore. "Uhn..." he manages to get out. "Saint?" he says in a soft voice. He opens his eyes fully and it take s a moment for it to