Matthew looked at Tecca. "That means it is hurting..." He said in a trailing off voice. Deciding he wasn't going to argue the point with Tecca. He got dragged over to his body and stood there looking at it. Now it didn't hurt to look at himself. He looked at them. Then back to his body. He probably should. Yet at the same time he didn't want to. He looked at Jin. "That is gonna be funny. They'll be like what the hell?" He said with a bit of a laugh. He blinked as Jin said he was going to play angel too. He rubbed the back of his head. "You guys are too nice to me." He said softly. "I don't deserve this awesomeness." he the climbed up onto the bed. Sitting next to himself then looked at Viola. "I hope you can read lips or sign language. I don't think with that tube in I'll be able to say anything." He then smiled sadly and laid back down and vanished into his form. His body beginning to stir. His eyes weakly starting to open. His eyes looked around but he couldn't move much because of the ventilator tubing. He looked around. Who were those people? WHo was he? Everything was too hard to remember. He whimpered and moved his hand. Starting to pull at the tube. If he managed to pull it out he'd stop breathing but he didn't like it in his mouth. His mind was like a childs in that it didn't like it that meant it needed to be removed at all costs. He looked at Viola and the look of confusion and puzzlement changed to a look of recognition. He moved his mouth but wasn't able to say naything. he was saying even though it wasn't readable that I know you. your my best friend. What is your name again? He looked confused again. He was pulling at the tube when a nurse came in. He looked around and didn't understand why he was here. Where was his grandmother? <Where is grandma? Is she coming from work?> He mouthed around the tube in his throat. Clearly thinking his grandmother was alive. He mind was a jumbled childish mess.<br/><br/>"no. no. no. Matthew do not pull that out. You aren't ready to breathe on your own." She ran and got a sedative. Injecting it into his IV so he stopped pulling it out. She looked at them. "Do not let him pull that out right now. It would be very bad when his lungs still are mostly not breathing on their own." She said. Sounding worried. "If he does it again we'll have to restrain him so that he doesn't endanger his life by removing the ventilator tube."