He snorted, just hanging onto consciousness long enough to answer before passing out. "No magic, everything is... mundane."<br/><br/>He groaned as he woke up, and glared at the food that was clearly there to torment him. He took a deep breath, and quickly realized that eating the entire meal was going to be beyond him. He considered the problem, before weakly calling out he was awake, and the sphinx sauntered in. With her help, he managed to eat, though she had to be reminded a few times that he was not able to play with her, though she did hang around to ensure he was extremely comfortable. He had been dozing lightly again when Night came in, and cracked one eye, disoriented. "Not really, to both accounts. Not actively hurting, but the phantom pain as well as the weakness is annoying as hell. Am strong enough to carry on a conversation and complain, which is a soldier's right and duty while recuperating from wounds."