Rygar turned his head towards the sound of the voice. To his surprise, Issac, Sir Stick-up-his-ass, came to visit. Though he had to admit, he was fairly certain if it weren't for Issac's no nonsense attitude that Rygar was even here to make names for him. Maybe, since the details after his dismemberment was blank. Issac came in closer and took a seat next to Rygar and popped a question. [b]"Good question... Yeah. Still do."[/b] He would have been more verbose, but he was having a hard enough time breathing steadily right now, let alone talk. Not that he didn't try to make some form of conversation.

[b]"Never had much choices in the past. But being a Hunter was my choice. I'll live and die by it. Not going to let anyone... Or anything... Take that away from me."[/b] Still vague to him, but hopefully it gets the message across. He tried to go for a reassuring smile, but he just sort of clenched his teeth like he was getting ready to take a punch to the face. He listened a bit more to Issac saying how he'd help Rygar, which did bring a small, amused smirk. [b]"You always this generous, or you just having regrets? Eh, don't worry. I don't blame anyone for this, cept myself and the unicorn. Not going to look a gift horse in it's mouth... But it's funny to see you seem nice."[/b] Rygar laughed a little before shifting himself to get more comfortable in bed. He was starting to get more feeling in his body now, but he hoped being bedlocked didn't soften him up too much. As much as he liked to relax and be lazy, he had to keep up maintaining his body. Or whatever he does to it that makes it this way.

[b]"So... How's the other two?"[/b] Wanting to change the direction of the conversation, Rygar wanted to know what his partner thought of the other two members of RipTide. They seemed cool enough to Rygar, if meek. He's hoping he'll change that soon enough.