He rubs the back of his neck, woozy but at least more envigorated by the fact that he actually has a name. Mike. Mike, Mikey, short for Michael. Mike. Awesome. He feels a little stronger, like Samson getting his hair or something. Where he learned about Samson, hell if he knows.]
Judging by the cute nurse I convinced to let me out early, no.
[He laughs a little, a wince spliced in there.]
... It was stuffy in there. Had to — get out, clear my head.
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He rubs the back of his neck, woozy but at least more envigorated by the fact that he actually has a name. Mike. Mike, Mikey, short for Michael. Mike. Awesome. He feels a little stronger, like Samson getting his hair or something. Where he learned about Samson, hell if he knows.]
Judging by the cute nurse I convinced to let me out early, no.
[He laughs a little, a wince spliced in there.]
... It was stuffy in there. Had to — get out, clear my head.