Kichiro felt his back was lying on top of a soft, fluffy bed. The different texture of having your back relaxed on the cradled insides of the capsule is entirely different than the flattened, smooth, fluffy surface he is currently laid on.
He opened his eyes and found the blinding lights emitted from the fluorescent white neon lamp intruding his sights, blurring his vision as the sudden flash blinded his eyes. "Aww! Why is it so bright?" He complained while he tried to cover his eyes with his right hand.
"Finally awake," A familiar voice replied. "It's been more or less 3 hours since you've passed out."
"Huh? What do you mean?" Kichiro asked after slowly lowering his hand, letting his eyes finally adjust to the current room's light; he could finally make of the person who was sitting on a chair. "Hanzo?" Ioki called out as he squinted his eyes.
