IT'S BEEN A WEEK — private

[dannychan]

kylo groaned softly when phasma spoke and looked around. “god, my arm is sore..”

[peridot.]

She chuckled and said, smiling, "Yeah, it's gonna be for a while. You're healing up."

[dannychan]

he sighed, slowly rubbing his face. “can you turn down the lights?”

[peridot.]

"I can't, but they can." She said, motioning to the droids that were moving about. One of them paused and moved so that he could turn the lights down.

[dannychan]

he sighed and gave them a thumbs up, closing his eyes.

[peridot.]

Phasma said softly, looking him over, "You should be able to go tomorrow. Just gotta be careful not to rip your stitches."

[dannychan]

he nodded and sighed. “sounds good.” he muttered.

[peridot.]

She then said, humming, "I'm gonna take Armi to his room so he can sleep more comfortably... That alright with you?"

[dannychan]

he blinked. “he doesn’t want to. just move him up here with me.”

[peridot.]

After the surgery was done, Kylo was wheeled back out, still asleep. They had overestimated how much sedative they would need for him, so he had been knocked out with a bit more force. After quite a few hours, when Kylo's eyes started to flutter, Phasma — who had come to take care of Hux, since he refused to leave Kylo's side — sighed and waited until he actually seemed awake to speak, "Hey sleeping beauty. Good to see you awake. The surgery went off without a hitch, but you were knocked out for quite a while. Armi hasn't left your side since you first came in here." She motioned at Hux, who was asleep on the chair near the bed, with a cup of caff and his datapad on the chair next to him.