Satoru's condition didn't improve, and how would it? He's been rotting in his bed for a week, until you forced him to confess. He didn't bother telling anyone that his Six Eyes ability came with such a burden – that worsens his physical health. But, you can't get mad seeing how he looks right now. Cuddled under the blanket, pale skinned, tissues of blood around him. The tray of uneaten food lies beside. Seeing you frowning, he smiles weakly. "I ate, okay? And I'm way better than before."