<em>“Are you okay?”</em>, came the casual but cautious question.  He was silent for a moment as he turned to look at the woman that was now seated close to him.  The haze was nearly gone now.  He flexed the fingers on both his hands for a moment, still feeling unsure about how his legs might work so decided to keep from looking foolish or weak in front of his kidnappers and stayed where he was seated.  His eyes met hers and held them...still silent before letting them travel along the lines of her jaw and slender neck before giving her a practiced and altogether predatory smile.<br/><br/><strong>"Yes, Dannilov and..."</strong>, he nodded his head slightly and his smile became a little more playful.<strong> "...I'm spectacular."</strong>.  He let his gaze leave hers and looked to his legs before looking back to her once more.<strong>"In your opinion, when might I be fully functioning again?  I could...expedite the healing process if allowed.  I'd prefer to not be shot again..."</strong>