It takes a few minutes, but he'll soon see Rita step into his line of sight, entering the shop and, after glancing around, approaching. "Good, you're awake," she comments, then opts to sit down next to him, cross-legged on the floor. "How're you feeling?"

One of her wings remains bent in a painful-looking angle, and she's suffered quite a few scrapes and bruises, but all in all, Rita doesn't look too worse for wear.