She was almost as bossy as her mother, which may have been the only reason he didn't have her neck in a vice under his own arm to snap. Getting out of the bed had been a little more of a struggle than he would have admitted to. These hospital beds were like sleeping on a bed of rocks.
Popping a few pills Poseidon was able to stand to dress himself so they could gun it out of there. He wasn't the quickest but they made it out without much complaint. He could already feel his head start to spin into another universe. "The fuck is this stuff?" He didn't generally use man-made concoctions to feel better. He'd been through worse pain than this.
"Trust me this dead body would have been like a cat dragging a bird to her front stoop." Ky just didn't appreciate the gesture.