Mere moments after after he was bandaged he regained conciousness. "Ugh...ah.... damned thing..." He just layed still on his bed.  That was the stupidest thing I will EVER do...At least I got crucial information out of it. " Hey, Walter.... Thanks for the assist. I'd probably be a dead man if not for you. This scratch does not help any." He was actually being nice to Walter, thanking him. What's more was the fact he called that gash... a scratch. He took a few moments. "Hey, naomie... Be wary when you see a pale girl crying, or if you hear an eerie crying... She's strong....several times stronger then she looks... claws.... are super sharp and she has super human strength. She snapped a few inch thick wooden dowel like it was a twig..." He took a few moments to breath. "She gets startled easy....either avoid, or silently get behind her and stab the brain or neck... These mother fuckers are mutating.... Somehow."<br/><br/>That was it though, he was exhausting his breath. he probably should not be talking, but he cared for the others more then his own welfare. It showed as he talked to Naomie. He soon talked again. "New girl, Talk to me. How the bloody hell did you get my number and how do you know me? Tell us your name too..." He was talking to Bella at this time. He wanted his answers.