Eve nodded to answer his first question, watching him check on his bandages with the same attention as if he were a rabid animal. A part of her knew it was wrong, that he was not likely to lash out at her or anyone else in the Institute, but all her years of training to hold downworlders with the utmost suspicion got the better of her. "I suppose you could leave whenever you'd like, but I would advise against it. You are not a prisoner here, ... ?" she trailed off, realizing he never gave his name. "I'm sorry, what did you say your name was?"<br/><br/>She stood up and walked to the table behind her that held a tray of food and tea. She brought it over to him and laid it on the bed within his reach. Without a word, she took the stele from the tray and put it back in her right boot, promising herself she'd try the healing rune once more after he either left or settled in until he was better.