Scary. Ha. As if it's the first time he's dealt with something scary. It won't even be permanent. Three days and he'll be back. It will hurt and he'll be useless to all the others here--but it won't last.

(Pity.)

He grins at them, faintly, signing at the ceiling since he's flat on his back. [I might, too.] Even though it isn't dark in here--the curtains are halfway open.