04-29-2007, 01:29 AM
Arc blinked and slowly walked towards Exile, having gotten off the machine. He turned to Gary and muttered. "He will probably be out of it for a bit" he muttered and slowly picked up Exile, and suprisingly could lift him and slowly placed him on the bench and looked at Gary. "Watch over him, he will be fine soon" he muttered and slowly walked out of the room. He sighed heavily and slowly leaned against the wall, sweat meaning his t-shirt had stuck to his chest, outlining what muscle he did have on his slim body as he looked at the ceiling, wondering if he even belonge dhere, everything seemed so messed up, so confusing, and what Hunter had said had really begun to sunk in and hard to get out of his head.