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Rivven flinched when they went in, but held calm except for slightly gritting his teeth for what was to come, keeping a calm face to make it easier for her. He didn't really need it, but he moved his hand over to hers, though he didn't squeeze at all, to let her know he was doing fine.

Rivven did wince plenty when she pulled out the deeper bullets, and for one in particular that hurt more for no apparent reason, he gripped her hand firmly, but then let himself relax after. It was done before he realized it, and not as bad as he'd expected, especially with so many bullets. But then, the constant soreness throughout all of him he'd had for about a full day now had numbed him to the pain, even though he could take quite a bit on his own. He pulled the cloth out of his mouth, and set it aside, and waited quietly for her to continue.

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Rivven slept through most of everything after his wounds had been attended to, though he woke up from time to time. At one particular point or another, he'd decided to grab the container of alchohol sitting next to him, and had some to drink, perhaps just a tad more than he needed to dull the pain. He looked dissappointedly at how much of what remained it had taken, wondering if it was weak alchohol, or just his system thinning everything down more effectively. Not long after, he went to sleep again. He wouldn't be hungry enough for it to perturb him for a while yet, he was used to hunger and his body broke things down well enough that he could go longer on less nutrients. What was bothering him was his immobility, and he told himself that soon he'd have to start stretching his limbs and moving them from time to time, clenching them and such, to keep the muscles fully healthy and healing back to their old condition, as much as he could considering.

"It certianly isn't!" he made a looked over at the bottle and made a face. "But I wanted something to drink and couldn't get up. Sorry about that." he said, chuckling in embarassment and kissed her cheek. "And don't worry about sleeping in here, I mean, you already were half the time. And it's actually quite nice waking up next to you." he laughed again and set his arm around her.

"Maybe so, but I certainly haven't minded it at all." Rivven laughed, blushing just a little at the ear nibbling. That in particular always seemed to arouse him, for some reason. "Well, actually I guess I could use something, I am still a bit sore. Why don't you go get us both a glass?" he said, kissing her again, and taking his off from around her, planting his elbow in the bed and slowly pulling his way up against the headboard until he could sit up part way, leaning against it. He groaned a little as he did it, having to move his stomach was both very difficult still, and painful, but he was fine once he was sitting up, and the pain faded quickly.

Rivvened sighed, but smiled, and leaned his head back, taking a good look now that he was no longer flat on his back at the injuries. Both padded up decently enough that he couldn't see them, and he didn't want to risk anything with his stomach, so... he gently prodded at both the front and back of his bad shoulder, and confirmed that the bullet had gone all the way through, though the front of it was closing decently, albiet slowly. Exit wounds were always large than the entry point. He sighed again, and waited for her to return smiling at the new step in his recovery, a level of actual motion if not much, and humming a light tune to himself.

"Well, I imagine I might regret it later with my stomach so torn up, it might not handle much of anything that well right now, but I still haven't had any problems from the last bit. Cheers." he touched his glass lightly against hers, and tipped his back to sip a tad rapidly at it. He took a breath when he brought it away, enjoying the wine and how it would soon begin to kind of numb down the ache in his body later, if it was strong enough. Just so long as he didn't get himself a hangover, that would be a most unpleasent addition to this. "So, we know I've been in bed all day, how have you been?"

The wine was in his good arm, which left her holding the other one. It didn't hurt so long as he didn't move through the shoulder at all, but it meant he had to be careful about not tensing his shoulder at all when he gently closed it around hers. "I'm happy everyone else is up and about." he took another sip, and smiled at her, thankful for her company once again. "Quin isn't taking good care of himself? Not something I would have expected out of that guy. Speaking of which, could you let him and or Pale know I won't be able to work the bar for a while? No need to worry them about the level of my condition, but I don't want them wondering where I am either."