Genma lay there, his eyes stormy blue eyes closed, a chinese sword sitting sheathed beside his bed for future references in this hospital, and a bottle of sake beside his bed for future references in this hospital. He thought of home. Thought of his exile. Thought of his spirit being split in two and how he must find his other half to be accepted in his kingdom again. Nuada came into the room and leaned against the wall behind him. "So, ready to start lookin?" he asked Genma. "...No, I must continue resting until further notice that someone has seen my other half. I will then begin my search, and when these wounds heal, I will kill you as well."