Oren was still gently prodding his wounds by the time that Eve reached him. He swallowed thickly but allowed her to help her into the bed he'd been in just seconds ago. He didn't answer her question, instead stubbornly moving into a sitting position in the bed.<br/><br/>When Eve brought him a cup of... tea? He glanced at it suspiciously at first. "It isn't poisonous is it?" He asked. It was in his nature to be optimistic, despite the fact that she had just helped him off the floor and into the bed. With a cautious look, he slowly brought the cup to his lips and drank. His nose wrinkled at the taste but he dutifully drank all of it, if it helped him avoid that pain then he gladly drink whatever she offered.<em>Demon blood</em>, the thought made him cringe, thinking about something as foul as that inside him. Ugh?<br/><br/>"So I just have to sit here, until I can stand?" Trapped in a shadowhunter Insitute. If the demon blood didn't kill him, surely one of her companions would.