And another night had ended. Waking up with a bag of flour in his lap was an odd experience, but Sai took it in stride. At least he'd given Usopp the fruit. He could run the rest to the pirates room that coming night.

The frying pans laid at his side. He picked both up and turned them around in his hands a few times. They could do for blunt weaponry, he supposed. He'd have to make sure to return them as well. All the items could be stashed away in the closet for now. The nurses didn't seem to be interested in thorough checks of their patients' rooms.

When his nurse arrived, he found himself under her gentle scrutiny. The bandages for his bites, he noticed, had been removed. She commented on how well he was healing up before leading him out.

As he took a seat at one of the tables, plate forcefully piled with more than he cared for by his nurse, he began to wonder what role the day staff actually played in the grand scheme of this place. It was such an unusual predicament for everyone involved. ROOT would have taken great interest.