That river in Egypt

Rennala kept him upright, holding his head. She started at him for a few minutes, before he slowly started waking up a little. His muscles kicked in and he could support himself so she let go of his head and moved back. He tried to speak, but his voice was weak.
"Ouuhguhghghuhghghghuhghggh"
"Heya Damocles. You had a slight accident but I fixed you all up"
"Uhuhguhghuhgh"
His brain had been without oxygen for a good while, but she didn't think he'd really lose anything from that. It was only his brain after-all. She watched him as he sat up and peeled the band-aids off his eyes, which were fully healed by now. Now that he was awake, he realised where he was. Trapped in this crazy woman's house, cuffed up so that he couldn't get away easily. He did NOT want to be there, and was plotting his escape in his mind. She spoke.
"You should be more careful when it comes to pointy objects, silly"