Cash let out a deep sigh, still feeling thankful that the people closest to him were still safe. Cash was about to walk away from the window where he shouted out of, he turned about half way around before hearing the sound of metal banging. Cash turned his head, to see a boy who lied on the ground. Just in front of the fallen player was a Victorian light post, he must have ran into it. The thought brought a slight smirk to Cash's face, the smirk turned into a light chuckle as he watched Faeron come to his aid. Cash's laughter subsided when a message from Ryan had appeared as a notification in front of him. Cash, having no objections, dismissed the message and resumed [s]walking[/s] hopping out of the room. Cash wasn't sure if there were any crutches or anything of that nature in SAO. In most RPG's crippled limbs would be a negative status effect that would get better over time or with a potion, Cash didn't hesitate to apply a potion right after he lost his leg from the boss, so he ruled that solution right out of question. [i]I guess it's a waiting game...This hopping thing is a pain...[/i] Cash thought as he finally made it to the door.

Cash twisted the doorknob and took a peek out of the door, directly in ahead of the door was a flight of stairs. Cash's hopes of making it all the way outside of the inn and talking to the others in his group face-to-face, were shattered when he'd seen the staircase. An expression on annoyance was stapled on his face as he briskly turned around and hopped back over to the beds. He flopped down onto the bed after doing a slight twirl. He landed on his back with his arms spread out across thee wool blanket. Cash starred up at the ceiling with boredom as he waited for something to happen.