Eli's grateful for the help, sitting himself down on the edge of the bed with a sigh. Ugh, as great as he felt earlier, being so wobbly-legged right now is rather frustrating.

While he rests, he pulls one leg up and starts to knead at the underlying muscles, hoping that some attention will get him back to, well, not needing help to move around for the next hour, tops.

He still takes note of Thawn's movements, as well as their uniforms from yesterday. He can probably just leave the burnt tunic here today and move it later tonight.

....Maybe he should make a habit of leaving at least one clean uniform here.