[Tieria hadn't gone very far for long periods of time. The guilt he was feeling had kept him rather tethered to the area to make sure Lyle woke up again. Having been released himself not that long ago, he was sort of camped in the chair in the room, his legs pulled up to his chest in a rare show of vulnerability. Lyle's voice got his attention, though. His head popped up, and he lowered his feet to the floor, leaning forward to see better.]