Kratos woke up feeling entirely out of sorts, and the source was immediately evident. True, his elbow had been put to rights last night, but now he had a monstrous contraption bolted onto nearly his entire right arm that not only barely allowed his arm any movement at all but also looked extremely unaesthetic. There would be no disguising this, not even against the grays of the standard Landel's uniform.

Despite his insistence that he needed to have a breath of fresh air once in a while, the nurse firmly claimed that no, the weather would be bad for his arm - what nonsense - and that wouldn't some rest in the Sun Room be better? As if he hadn't already gotten enough...however, Kratos knew better than to argue for long, so he acquiesced and allowed her to walk him slowly (He had injured his elbow, not his leg.) over to the Sun Room and settle him onto a couch.

"I'm fine," he said irritably, waving her off with his free arm. "I won't faint and fall over if you leave me be for an hour, I assure you." As soon as she was gone, Kratos let out a deep, unhappy sigh. This was unfortunate.

[for Raine]