"Hi... Mayt... Yeah, that's me. Nice to meet you." Mayt was trying to relax, and was a little startled when someone grabbed his hand. He relaxed when he heard the same voice as before. "Give my congratulations to Lazarus for getting picked to continue." He's say to Sasha. He seems unable to focus his eyes just right. Chances are, he has a concussion. He rubs his head while Damian helps him. Most of his injuries are blunt force trauma. However, his hand is cut open, and his back is scratched up from hitting the ground. He wouldn't have his aura of warmth around him, and his jacket is a bit singed. He lets out a long breath and lets his head fall back, hoping to get a bit of rest. "Thanks for.. Helping." He'd say absentmindedly to Damian.