He nodded at the other, hands making one last run over his not so tingling face and baggy eyes. "I'll survive." Angeal laughed, moving closer to his previously bed stricken friend. "How are you feeling?" he paused, wondering if he should add the next part.

"... I'm afraid I departed sometime during your coma, then came back not too long ago." He didn't have a single memory of this place from before his arrival, except the ones from home.