"Somewhere not good," Wayne said, mustering a faint grim through his pain. "I really couldn't tell you where it was... I'm just chuffed to be on something soft right now."
The tears that had welled in his eyes started flowing freely now, and he convulsed with his sobbing, each spasm causing more pain and more pain. He didn't care about posturing or trying to be tough in front of his friend, the kid he thought of as almost a little brother. He just wanted to not hurt.