"A little, yes" he replied with a nod. He had the pyjamas bundled up into a ball in one hand. He'd need them later on when he went back to his room in the clinic. He wasn't quite in the mood to hear one of Doctor Cox's rants again.
"So... where are we going now?" the youth asked curiously. He lifted his arm and ruffled his own hair, making sure not to use the arm with the more injured shoulder.