He grunted. "So I could walk out now and use the excuse they never told me I couldn't leave, then."

Amber thought for a moment "...no not exactly because the doctor knows you're here so he might come looking for you plus I think you might be here a while after the transfusion you had"

He sighed. "I figured." He pulled a face and looked at Amber. "I wasnt going to bleed out. The bleeding had stopped. What's the point of wasting blood transfusion stuff on someone who probably didnt need it?"

Amber raised an eyebrow at him "you were on conscious and swimming in your own blood in the cave when I found you so yeah you needed a blood transfusion" she continued on with her painting, making sure everything was perfect

He grunted. "It's not like it's the first time it's happened," he muttered.

She looked up from her drawing for the first time in a while "what do you mean it isn't the first time?!" She said half shocked, half angrily

He shrugged. "Getting stabbed is kinda part of fighting, ya know."

Amber rolled her eyes disappointedly and went back to painting. The new nurse walked in "You will need to take these today and I will get you prescription for the others" she handed him a container filled with pills and the moment she left the room Amber jumped up and took them off him to inspect them before putting them at the end of his bed "don't take them" she said before sitting down again

He grunted. "I wasn't planning on it," he muttered. Then he snorted out a laugh. "In all honesty, I was going to toss them out the window the second she left."

Amber smirked as she was painting "They won't help you in matter of fact, they are the completely wrong pills but don't throw them out the window...they'll be useful for someone else" she let out a little chuckle and finished her painting and closed her sketch pad with the pencil in between the pages to stop it from sticking together