He was just laying there and barely registered her coat being put over him. He felt her picking him up and dragging him all the way back to their room. The movement caused the cuts on his left arm, the new ones, to cut open and be bleeding. He felt something wrapping around his arms tightly. The right one wasn't really bleeding was just covered in a bit of blood from the bleeding the left arm. His left arm was bleeding again just not as bad as it had been. He would claim someone jumped him and he got cut by the knife when he defended himself as best he could. He groans slightly and softly as he slowly sits up. Muttering things to himself in a foreign language. Basically about need to be more careful or that wasn't supposed to happen must've been more out of it than I thought. He winces as his left arm hurt but it was nothing. He looks around trying to figure out how he got back here. Looking to Rose. "Thank you..." he says softly.