[SilentFeather]

Akira smiled as well in the same slight way. When the black and silver wheelchair was offered to him he happily lowered himself into it carefully with help from the midwife. "Thank you." He repeated graciously once more as he was wheeled down a seemingly endless hall. Once in the room he laid down on the bed and turned over on one of his sides to get the pain of being on his back in a prone position. He alertfully listened to the midwife, facing her.

"You are so kind, and a hospital gown is enough for me .. um .. do you have any water? .. my throat is terribly parched." He said hoarsely, looking at the four walls and around the room without nothing moving but his two eyes. He was weary and was in need for a long time of sleep. He slowly got back up, shedding his normal clothing which was a stretchable white short sleeveless shirt and dark black also stretchable jeans and dark black sneakets that fit his swollen feet nicely. He then laid down once more, facing the midwife. He was hungry out of his mind but he was nauseous at the same time all he did was relax on the soft hospital bed for a while.