"Relatively speaking, I'm missing a good chunk of my ear, my shoulders still ache like hell, and my legs feel like they could give out any second. Have to wear a special medical brace just to stand, but I should be able to get rid of it soon enough. They got some hi-tech medical procedures, I tell ya."

Ian chuckled as he ruffled the excitable bluenette's hair, glad to see that she was thinking about him. Her cheerful greeting hammered in his resolve to try and keep the truth about his current condition, and the what led him to it, underwraps for as long as he could. Just thinking about it gave him phantom pains, though he tried not to let it show. His smile dropped, however, when he heard Sigma's voice echo through the room. He visibly flinched when she addressed him, his eyes pointed downward with only a curt nod of acknowledgement to show that he had heard. Taking a breath, he walked over to collect some food than sat down next to Elora, painfully spooning the gruel into his mouth, finding it to be surprisingly palatable. That being said, he stared enviously at the cake that the shy brunette had been awarded, licking his lips as he realized he was fucking starving. [i]Guess being inhumanely tortured would leave one with quite the appetite. . . though I doubt I'll be able to eat any meat for quite a while.[/i]

"So, I see that we've a new member of the team, got a name for the little ball of fluff yet?" 

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