As if someone had heard his question, the slave´s bed was rolled into Jacob´s room, after the surgery was done. His legs were spread and tied to the metallic bedposts, around the neck he wore a collar with a leech, that was fixed to the bed´s headpiece, loose enough to give him a bit room, so he could at least raise his upper body. The man looked pale and exhausted. Mirelle came and spread a sheet over him. "You will see, that the injection was the worst part.", she said kindly. "When the numbness goes away, you might feel a certain pressure down there, but I heard before, that it´s bearable." She looked back over her shoulder and adressed Jacob. "He will only stay here for a few hours, then another patient will be taken home and a room is free. I´ll check you two in a while. Anything you need help with right now, Gentlemen?"