"It's fine," said Kyo genuinely, waving his hand passively. "How are you doing?" he added in a concerned voice.
The irony was not lost on him. He knew full well that he was the one in the hospital wing, wrapped in bandages that covered horrific burns, but Dark and Kyo had both been friends long enough for them to know that mental scarring could be much worse than its physical counterpart. Of the two souls remaining in the room, it was possible that the one without the burns was in more pain.