As if falling face-flat on the floor hadn't been quite embarrassing enough, the nurses had to nearly drag him to their destination while Scar tried to somehow find his balance on these strange legs. He was quick to see that walking on four legs -- as he was used to -- wasn't quite an option, as his hind-legs were too long for such a thing (he'd look even more ridiculous than a hyena, anyway). So two legs it had to be, but that still left the problem of finding the proper balance without immediately falling.

Scar didn't consider it amusing.

The alien surroundings didn't help matters either. As he was ushered through the hallway and eventually through the double doors, Scar couldn't help but look at the alien objects everywhere. He had no idea what they were for, as a Savannah hardly held any of those objects. It did nothing more but to puzzle him further.

After a while -- which had surely taken longer than should -- they arrived at their destination, which seemed to be some kind of location to devour meals. There were other...creatures...in here as well. After being told to 'take a seat' while gesturing to the odd object in front of him, the nurse left to acquire his meal.

Thus, Scar was left alone to stare at the alien object while heavily leaning on another to prevent him from falling. He looked around at the other creatures, and understood he was to bend his knees in some manner and 'sit' on this item.

Such an awkward way of sitting. Couldn't they just sit on the floor? He gave the object another glance, only to follow the example that the other patients had given. Even despite the awkwardness, he managed.

Scar longed to be back to his lion form already.