Jesse, lying in the bed next to him, didn't look or feel much better. The leg that had given out when he tried to stand had been x-rayed, and as he'd feared, it was broken. He had a catalog of other injuries all over his body, and even trying to use his shoulders at all made him want to cry. They'd given him something for the pain, and it had taken the edge off, but he still felt achy all over, and numb to his bones. The nurses kept saying shock, and he'd probably agree, once he processed everything.
Roxanna rushed over to Patroclus, dropping into the chair next to his bed. "Oh my god," she said, her voice cracking on the last word. "I'm going to kill that fucking bitch again."