Saint looked at him sipping from the water and nodding "Sure have a seat...All I'm in the mood for right now is TV" He mumbled and sighed changing channels slightly holding the cold water to his bruised ribs. He made no sign of his ribs bothering him but in his mind he was screaming all kinds of cuss words. Saint sighed and leaned back finally finding a football channel he wanted to see. Saint ran his fingers through his hair with a soft sigh throwing the remote on the floor not wanting to move at all for a few hours.