"Ah, she's awake!" A older gentleman called out. He wore a white lab coat over a well worn pair of jeans and a fraying jumper. He wore glasses, round frames at the moment they had slid down his nose a little and were only somewhat covering his eyes. Another man that Riley would have never seen (Archer) entered the room closely followed by Alex, his jacket still open and with nothing underneath, his abdominal area blood stained, Riley's blood. "You're lucky these men responded so quickly." The older gentleman spoke up, "A few more minutes and you would have died." He spoke bluntly, shaking his head a little. "Nasty wound, it's going to be sore for a while but you should be okay. And don't worry, everything was sterilized first." He told her before leaving the room, placing a hand on Archer's shoulder before slipping past them and through the doorway.

"Hey..." Alex began, trying to keep a chirpy tone but his tone came across as nervous and it was obvious. He knew there was going to be a lot of questions, Archer was still here as more of support to back up everything Alex was about to tell Riley. They'd decided the best way to do this would be to answer any questions that she had rather than overload her with information and upsetting her more than he needed too.

Approaching the bed Alex sat lightly on the edge, placing a hand on her bandages that covered the wound. He was careful not too apply much pressure. "I guess I have some explaining to do?" He asked, rhetorically, knowing the answer.