"Yeah, I figured. Glass," he said vaguely, letting his eyes close once more and wetting his lips. He was relieved that she was all right. He had known the night before that she couldn't have been possessed for very long, because she had been wearing her amulet that morning when he'd seen her. But he knew the longer a person was possessed, the harder it was to recover from it because often times the demon had little regard for its host body. As Bobby said during training, the longer a person was possessed, the more it was like the person was rode hard and put away wet.
"When can I get outta here?" he asked, opening his eyes once more and glancing around to see if he could see any of the medical personnel.