Three days later Enopy finally woke up
He was at the last floor of the ship within a small room that had a bed and a small table with a mirror on it, along with a small chair that was pushed in to the open space of the small desk, the room was incredibly small forcing the inhabitant to walk sideways or just stay on the bed entirely as for sitting on the chair...standing was better
He slowly sat up from his bed, the cover still laid upon his leg as the chest of his kimono was spread open in order to give some comfort but the sweat secreted from his body which soaked the bed showed otherwise
he planted his elbow into the bed to push himself all the way up he immediately slumped back down due to the mind splitting pain that hit him as he tried to sit up and control his body
He didn't oppose it as he merely closed his eyes and looked back into his mental sphere