"...Here's a tip, kid. Never, ever open with that. Cuz now you're gett'n a full scan- also put the boy down on a sofa for christ's sake." He wouldn't normally snap at a lady but she had Casey flopped over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes and that just- He scrubbed at his face and ducked back into his room to grab his medkit.

Deep breaths, Leonard. Deep. Even breaths.

"He also wouldn't need patch'n up if you'd sent him home when you bumped into him. And you." He was already glowering at Casey as he flipped open his tricorder. "The hell were you think'n? No, don't tell me. You weren't. Take the bandanna off and follow the light. If you're concussed I swear to god..."