"Huh what's this? A boy? He looks injured."
Levi faintly heard a man talk over his body and inspecting it. As he did, his body was healing him faster, meaning the man could see everything.
"I guess I can't leave you out here."
He came in and out of consciousness, vaguely seeing his surroundings. The man though, he never stopped talking. At some point all he heard was gibberish.
The attacks got him good, as fast as his body was healing the damage was too much. It would take him some time. He'd spent years in a coma and he didn't want to spend another second in there.
[Just relax master, you'll be fine in a couple of days or even hours if you're lucky.]
The days being forty-eight hours long didn't make this statement particularly relaxing. He was sure he couldn't train either with the way he was coming in and out of consciousness.
