When she healed him, it did not stop his vision from fading, or from him fighting off the black out. He could do nothing to stop them. But there was a wave of calm washing over him as the pain in his back evaporated. He could not fully see right but he knew that it was her that picked him up. He felt heavy, like he was dead weight. He felt like he was just a weak little being, and he could do nothing about it. It was pissing him off. But then he felt like he was back home. It was always hotter in his room, and it smelled like faint ash. He smiled, and then passed out finally.<br/><br/>He awoke later, to find that he was still very tried, but unable to get up or ever really move at all. He just laid there, waiting for his power to return to him. He could not shake the feeling that he was getting, the he had gotten something for his act before. He did not fully understand it at all. But he could not wrap his head around it, so he just let it go.<br/><br/>Many time passed, but he was still unable to move, and he was getting a little pissed at everything that was going on.