Kaito blinked, hardly even noticing that Cloud had left the room. He frowned and tried to push himself up, hissing in pain when the movements jerked at the broken bone in his leg. "Fuck," he swore. But if there were something that the pain did for him, it snapped him out of the sleepy haze he had pulled himself in earlier.
Looking up at Spitfire, he tried to push himself up again, though refusing to use that as an excuse to ask his questions. "What happened?" He paused, his already pale skin turning paler. Even with a concussion, Kaito knew when things were not right. "Lin- Akito...?"