Tseng had managed to get himself propped up in bed, laptop resting on top of his legs. Even with Aeris's skills, his knee was starting to ache badly again. He considered taking some more painkillers, but after the last few days, he wanted a clear head, even if he knew the pain was making him touchy. Elena's accusations weren't helping - he really didn't have the patience to try and sort the mess out this morning.