It only took one foot touching the ground for Matias's pain to shoot up. The man let out a strained cry, shutting his eyes tight as he wobbled over to the chair offered to him. The coolness of the seat was but a temporary fix.

"Moving hurt like hell," he growled, "are you kidding me? There's got to be another way..."

Still, Matias took one leg in his hands and pulled it upwards. It wasn't as painful as setting all one hundred and forty pounds of him onto it, but it was still unpleasant. There was a sudden moment of numbness, but that was about as much improvement as he got.

"It... [i]kinda[/i] works. Just for like two seconds though."