Brodie & Muse
Once the ship had settled, the first thing Jamie had done was crawl for the stairs. Crawl because he was far too afraid of bleeding more or getting up properly... They'd been close to the floor originally so it stood to reason he'd be okay there despite all the broken glass and other shit cluttering the ground. Of course, he'd been forced up onto his feet and eventually made it down the stairs with help.
Eventually, he'd wound up in triage getting several stitches in his stomach. They'd even removed a sliver of wood which he was now holding in one hand as he relaxed in a chair in Apollon's Grace. He wanted to go check out his room but he was kind of afraid to move at the same time. Plus he'd been told he was not allowed to move until he finished all his cookies and orange juice. That whole blood loss thing... It was like donating blood only no one benefited from the vampires.
He twirled the bloody piece of wood in his fingers while eating a chocolate chip cookie. Kind of morbid that he was holding onto it but he wasn't sure he wanted to throw it away. It was kind of a reminder of survival.