There is a considerable amount of protest from my ribcage as I rise to my feet, a throb running through my chest from the mere movement. My body, unfortunately, is not in good enough condition to pursue any further activity. If it were, I would not be sitting around idly. The others may need to recover, but if I were more capable of moving then there would be no reason to delay any operations on my part.

---I admit, it's frustrating.

Assoon as I am able, I'll consult with the others on anything that I can do while they recover. For now, I simply open the door. My body is wrapped from my waist to my chest in bandages in order to help hold everything in place as I heal. While it is somewhat awkward, when I see that in is Malina-san I feel no special need to cover myself further.

"What is it, Malina-san?" I ask her, scanning her briefly. I understand that she was fairly seriously harmed by the backlash of magic used to shatter the meteor, so personally I would think it would be best if she did not concern herself with matters such as myself, "Should you not be resting?"