Sighing as she said continue he went back to his torture, ready to smack himself with that damn baby rattle. Maybe he could knock himself unconscious. The only good thing about this is that he wasn't fat so that part wasn't really embarrassing. He had a little less clothes on then he would have liked though.

Continuing on for another who knows how many minutes, he found something else. "Could this possibly be the second object?" he asked, mainly to himself but for the healer lady to hear to. What if he had to go to the hospital wing someday? Would she leave him to die? Nah. He hoped.