The room was dark, not pitch black but there was little lighting in the hospital room. The lights had been turned off, the curtains were shut, even the the working T.V had been off to make the room as dark as possible. Most nurses or doctors would not want to go into room 613 unless it was absolutely necessary, the room remained shut to prevent curious people from looking inside at the young shinobi who had shown what he really was at the student tournament.
Maru sat in the middle of the hospital bed, impatiently waiting for when he had the chance to leave. He was fine! But he was sent to the hospital anyway, and he didn't have his Kawaii neither which had been a huge problem for him. He thought to himself where he could've gone wrong, was it due to the lack of mastery of his techniques? Could it been that he was too frail so he wasn't able to take a hit? Or could it had been that his hatred for the boy simply wasn't strong enough? Either way a loss is a lose, the boy survived against him this time but next time he'll leave with a lot more than a few scratches on his armor.
Maru had still had been wondering what it was that Mikasa had to say to him. Perhaps he was a little sloppy in the fight so it made her look bad, I mean being a half demon a human shouldn't be able to stand a chance against him. Possibly that's the reason why she had been upset with him. Or it could've been how he gotten a little carried away in the with the whole thing about killing students but it was a fight. Naturally that's what people would want in a fight is for someone to be either dead or badly hurt. Maru had a hard time understanding why Mikasa had been so upset, so he tried calling her in already.
Repeatedly, he mashed a red button on the remote again and again hoping that someone would get annoyed enough to see what he wanted.“This aught to get me some service.” Maru said, while button mashing.