[b] Zivon [/b]
 
He had heard Crash and sort of embarrassing story turning into a squirrel and getting tackled by a henchest guy…what ever is that, Kathy wound got patch up and things were getting better…except the pain in his stomach from the lack of food and some guilt in his head. ‘Maybe I can cook something for them tomorrow?’ He could use that as a good way of saying sorry, plus cooking was fun. He watched the nurse move over to the guy stood in the door holding a young girl, she laughed as she pushed the boy aside with her hips weirdly. He felt his stomach turn to mush as he saw the gigantic needle, he never seen one so big. ‘Holy…that’s going to hurt…’ No way he wanted to be a part of that.

"As for now I'll just be going" Crash pointed out to the door and hastily left. Kathy oddly gave him sympathetic eyes, waved and whispered “Good luck.” Then she opened the window and immediately bolted out of it…” Well, Zivon, ummm, you're in capable hands, I have to ... go throw myself in a lake, I’ll be back later, ok" Then Oona hurried her way outside the door; she turned around and mouthed sorry to him leaving him all alone except with that young girl and the weird nurse

“Wh...at?” 
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The pain grew stronger as he knew he might be next, he didn’t want that, ‘Okay, slowly…you can do this…’ he slowly got up from the bed, first foot the other foot the stand up nice an-. ‘Tch!” but the pain all of a sudden came back to his head causing to fall back down to the bed. “Ow…” he grasped his head from the pain and sighed painfully. “...I gu-ess I…a-m not goi..ng any..where…”

[b] Seven [/b]

The lion speech interested him, even though he was yawning most of the time it still peeked his interest. After that he smiled and scratch his ear. [i] “You are a diverse Mr. Lion, such an interesting way of talking about human, you quite an interesting, so fun indeed!” [/i] Seven-liked Mr. Lion, he was quite fun, a bit too serious but still interesting. After that Seven poked him with his paw, probably a couple more times than ever. [i] “So Mr. Lion, what do you do for fun? I am just wondering what a big kitty like you do most of your time.” [/i] Seven was defiantly a curious cat.