Walking to the door isn't the hard part. It's getting up off the floor since he's on a futon not a bed that's difficult. He manages to roll onto his stomach and push himself up onto his knees. From there, it's a matter of holding onto the wall while he draws himself up to his feet. It takes a minute... or two, but he manages to get up and get to the door without too much additional pain. Every day is getting better. It's getting easier to do things like sit up or lay on his side without agony.

Once he gets a deep breath in, he makes his way to the door in small, shuffling steps, but smiles at Kinn when he opens it. At least his cousin is being a good sport about it. If it were just a walk to the toilet nearby he could make it, but to the bathhouse? That's a bit more than Vegas can handle just yet.

"Thanks."