"JR won't yell at you." Richie shook his head. That was a promising sign that he could at least remember who JR was and that his nephew and substitute parent would be concerned about his welfare. "Sh- He's just going to be worried about you and scared."
The cat seemed to be helping so he left her alone for now. He kept careful watch, seeing the swelling on the one eye and looking for any other signs of trauma. "Does it hurt to breathe? Anything else other than your head and your arm feel bad?"