Ryuji lets out a little grunt as his eyes flutter open. The last thing he can remember is that bad fight. He'd gotten pummeled. It was painful. But now, he's in a soft bed, his wounds patched and stitched. It's not his bed.

"Wh.." He yawns, sitting up. The smell of food fills his nose. It makes his mouth water.

"Hello?" he calls out, his voice raw.