It was some time before Darian awakened. He didn't have much to say, as he was still quite a bit groggy from the medication in his system, but he was coherent enough to understand the Doom Kitty, and to state his name and address when asked. He still LOOKED exhausted, though. That was five hours of sleep in what must have been about 40 awake. Not enough. But he didn't have time to sleep as long as he'd like, he had to get back to his patient.
He quickly checked Idzuna's wounds, and nodded as he catalogued them. Aside from the wound over the heart, most of the others were scratches - superficial. He scribbled instructions on a piece of paper, and unstrapped the other Fellox, setting the paper where he could see it and pick it up when he awoke. Only then did he turn to his friend, bags still under his eyes. NOW he was ready to listen.