Well, hunger is something that can be dealt with easily enough. Jamie eases himself out of Sora's grip long enough to push himself to his feet, extending a hand to help the other boy up. "We can call room service for you. Or there's probably some cereal or ice cream or something in the kitchen already if you don't wanna wait that long."

He thinks about Sora's other complaints while he waits for him to come with him out to the main living area of the penthouse. "Your chest hurts?" Jamie frowns worriedly. What the hell had happened to this guy when he'd been gone? "Do you - "

Then, suddenly, he remembers - a flash of brief but intense pain, right when he'd first woken up, something so deep inside him it had felt like his very being was being clawed apart. He freezes mid-step, looking a little like he's just been punched in the gut.

"What - " He takes on an expression of intense concentration as he tries to think of how to phrase his query. "What's the pain like?"