Raphael wiped a smear of vomit off his mouth with the back of his hand and tried to stand up. He barely noticed that the mess was gone; his head was pounded and he felt like he was going to black out or puke again at any moment.

"If't wouldn't be too much..." He took a step then leaned against the wall. "If it wouldn't be too much to ask, maybe you could help me back? Need to sleep it off... used up too much energy helping the people... 'm tired..."

He could feel his body sag as he struggled to stay upright.