When Ricelle woke up he was in a baggy shirt and some sweats, Adamaris was sitting next to him folding like always. She smiled at him and handed him a lion in the middle of roaring, Ricelle smiled and took it gingerly. "Hey, did they treat you?" He asked, Adamaris rolled her eyes but nodded. "Yeah, they said I had a nasty infection and the poison didn't help much." She laughed and Ricelle shrugged. "Well we are tougher then we look." He held up a hand and she gave him a hi-five. "Yes we are." She agreed, they both smiled and laughed a little.