"I want to know whats going on too so no offense taken." He closed his eyes before scrubbing a hand through his hair and down his face almost roughly. "Fuck." He laughed before frowning and shaking his head.

"Look we'll get you fixed up. Sam isn't dumb enough to try and kill you now. He knows what I would do. So we'll...you'll heal up and get better. Then, you'll be able to leave. Maybe..." He swallowed, eyes still shut. "Its probably just some sort of weird fluke or something."

After a minute he growled at himself before pushing himself up. "I'm gonna take a shower. Theres a few more bottles of water on the night stand. When I get out I'll fix something to eat if your hungry."