Swallowing, Kougaiji tried to blink off some of the mistiness of his eyes with lousy results, growling silently for the failed attempt. He paused to think Kikyo's question, not knowing how to answer. How was he feeling?

"I dunno, hurts," he muttered softly. He wasn't used to waking up to this much pain. This human body was so slow in regenerating. He was also thirsty, but knew by experience that Kikyo wouldn't give him anything to drink even if the man would have something. Something about shock and whatever, he couldn't remember Yaoine's lectures in this condition.