Krystoff came to, but his legs felt like rubber and it felt like his thoughts were itsy bitsy shards of glass. "She's fine, Izzy," Krystoff rumbled. When he looked down, he saw the puddle his pants had made. "Oh shit!" He looked up at X with glassy eyes. "X, dude.. I think I'm bleeding! When did that happen?" With Xavier's help, Krystoff got his feet under him and plopped down onto the table. "Azoth, top cabinet man, needles are in-DID I HEAR PIZZA! Tell that gorilla, I want a meat-lover pie! He always only gets one and eat it all..." Krystoff trailed off as he began to doze off, feeling extraordinarily sleepy. With the loss of blood, he sounded drunk and completely off the wall for once in his life. He came to just long enough to say, hushed like a secret, to Xavier, "Tell him I want Mountain Dew.." He fell back on the table, limp but alive.