Next thing Airy knew, he was laying down on the floor of his little cave, still trying to process everything that just happened. Although very disoriented, with a little effort he was able to stand again. Right away, he noticed he had a piercing headache, and it doesn't take rocket science to figure out why. His head felt fuzzy and of static. Besides that field of flowers he was frolicking in earlier and the thing he saw, he genuinely couldn't remember much. He most likely got amnesia from how hard the impact hit him. 

Speaking of that, he noticed a puddle outside, so he carefully and slowly started to walk towards it,  (wouldn't wanna fall a second time, that would surely finish him off). Once he was above it, he meticulously lowered himself towards it, gazed into the reflective water, and saw the damage for himself. The most obvious thing is the large hole in his head that used to be his left eye. He also saw his dried out blood covering half his body, so he quickly dipped his hand into the water and cleaned the blood off of himself. The puddle, now riddled with ripples swiftly spreading across the surface, lost its reflectivity and prevented Airy from viewing himself any longer.

After mumbling something inaudible to himself, he stood up, although a bit too quickly, for he immediately felt a cold tingling sensation travel down his body. He cringed for a moment before trudging over towards his wooden cabin. He rummaged through it, hoping to find anything of use for covering up the massive hole dominating his face. The best things he found were some cloth and a bottle of portable hand sanitizer. 

"Better than nothing, I suppose." Airy thought to himself. He started with popping open the cap of the sanitizer and pouring a small pool of the sanitizing liquid into the palm of his right hand. He then dunked the index finger of his left hand into the puddle of sanitizer and slowly lifted it towards his face. Bracing for the next step, he began to gently rub it on the outline of the crack, making him wince and softly hiss. It stung like crazy, but it was either that or infection would most likely kill him. Airy eventually finished disinfecting the hole, so he reached for the cloth and cautiously bandaged up the crack, delicately wrapping it around his head. He had to make sure to not wrap it too tightly, otherwise he might accidentally cause it to break even more. After a few more minutes, he'd finally finish tending to himself.

Despite being knocked unconscious not too long ago, he felt extremely exhausted and groggy. His body was probably worn out from the amount of damage his head took plus the insane blood loss and still needed some rest. Well if it wants rest, rest it shall receive. Airy turned to the soft, comfortable bed that was practically screaming his name. He collapsed into the safety of its mattress, cloaking his weakened body with the layer of comforting and warm goodness that was his blanket. He closed his eyes, letting his muscles relax and his breathing become slow and even. Without even realizing it, he was now asleep again.