Benjy resisted the urge several times to flip her off for being sarcastic and unsympathetic to him - he could have died and all she was doing was rolling her eyes and pinching his damn cheeks like she used to when they were younger. Shaking his head, he emptied the bag of all its contents, making sure that there wasn't anything else in there for his enjoyment.

"Small consolation not working is," he mumbled, unwrapping more chocolate and stuffing it in is mouth. "I'd rather be doing something than sitting on my backside all day," he continued with his mouth full of chocolate. "Dunno when they're letting me out though." He shrugged his shoulders. The Healers hadn't really told him much about that, instead, they just kept insisting that he stay to make sure the hex to his stomach didn't do anymore damage than it already did. "Maybe a week? If it's longer, I'm going to wind up in the insanity ward."