Omi was feeling quite a bit better about things in general when a nurse came to herd him away from Yohji and Aya for a shower. Breakfast had gone well. He'd have to remember to thank Ken as soon as he could track him down for being the catalyst for it all yesterday.

Maybe he'd also ask Ken if he knew why Aya was acting a bit off this morning. It couldn't hurt.

He stopped outside the shower to pull the bandages off his hand. He hadn't gotten a good look at them the night before, obviously, and they were wrapped by the time he woke up, so this was his first chance to really see them. They looked a good deal worse than they felt, he decided. He was busy enough examining them that he didn't pay too much attention to who else was currently occupying the showers when he arrived. Of course, once he did notice he mentally cursed himself for not staying farther away. He'd been having such a good morning.

...Of course, Artemis's obvious discomfort (complete with towel) was good for a muffled snort of amusement, at least. That was something.