"You could barely stand." he says, he's not shouting but the anger is clear in his voice. He sits up, looking Ginko over and suddenly he remembers a different time Ginko had insisted he was fine on his own. After he'd been shot by the agents, he'd refused to seek any kind of medical treatment. He looks away, ashamed of his own stupidity and the feeling only makes his frustration grow.

"Did you even go to be healed?" His eyes flick back to Ginko's, holding the human's gaze. His hands clench into fists at his sides.