He leans into Keith as he gets his feet under him. With one hand on the chair he silently counts in his head. Some of the pressure easing off his damaged side is so relieving he feels a little light headed.

He breathes through it. There's more to say. As much as he wants to protest the drugs Keith is right. Taking the edge off will help him sleep. "The blessing is a kind of magic. It seems like some sort of gift from the gods. It would explain why he is likely their source of water." That's all the information he can manage to give right now. He takes a step forward and trusts the younger man to move with him. Where could he lay down? There is a room not far from their location.

He just has to retrace his steps from before. "Anyway, I might have access to all of the Lion's basic weapons systems. It will just take figuring it out myself to know for sure. Turn right when we step into the hall."