<div class="floatleft">(http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z69/Neji121/725697-1.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name: Tyson Riggs</strong><br/><strong>Location: Infirmary</strong><br/><strong>Tagged: Zitka, Sayaka, Saki, Isoke, Anya</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Tyson nodded at Zitka's words, crossing his arms and resting his head on them as he watched her reaction. He witnessed her flush travel throughout her entire body, only for her face to grow a shade darker. It was an adorable view, despite her bare, shapely form, and he couldn't help but utter a chuckle. Still though, there was worry and disappointment festering just below the surface. He'd been curious as to what being her mate would've entailed. He was full of questions! Was it similar to a human relationship? Was it simply for the purpose of baring children? Did her type of monster mate for life? All he knew was that she was cute, she was pleasant, and she was protective of him, for which he was quite grateful. He liked her, and wanted to explore those feelings, among other things, but if she really didn't remember any of what happened, a great thing might've ended before it even began.<br/><br/>He felt his cheeks heat as she repeated what he said with embarrassment and disbelief. He'd whispered it for a reason, figuring such information was best kept private, but she was probably so shocked by the news to keep her voice low. He didn't quite bother responding, though, seeing as the nurse was finished looking him over by then, and was now headed over to Zitka to look her over. He would've preferred the staff to look over her first, as her injuries seemed much worse than his. He closed his eyes and merely waited for Zitka's diagnosis, letting out a long sigh as his hair draped over him. He wasn't surprised to hear that she had gotten a concussion, and it did make sense, what with the memory loss. He was relieved, however, that she actually woke. He'd remembered hearing long ago that sleeping so soon after a concussion was, well, bad, to say the least. He wasn't a doctor, though, and would keep his two cents to himself.<br/><br/>"That's a relief.." Tyson replied to the nurse, his eyes opening back up to meet her gaze. "..Thanks.." He gave her a slight smile, though it came out slightly pained, and was quickly replaced when Zitka spoke once again. He nodded at her words, exactly as he had before, and tried to prop his head up slightly, resting his elbow on the bed and his chin on his knuckles. "Yeah, you did...I guess it could've been just a 'heat of the moment' sort of thing, though.." Though the nurse had said she had a chance of regaining her memory, his words were still wrapped in a thin layer of disappointment. "Just get better, don't even worry about-" His words had been interrupted by the loud grumble of the small kitsune's stomach, and for a moment, he bit his lip, stiffling giggles. "Uhhm...we're gonna need some food over here.."