If anything, the fact he is hurt is a damn good indicator of what this place can and will do at a drop's notice. He's managed to stay alive this long because of his enhancements; to be injured the way he has been puts that to question.

"I'm okay with it," he says, grabbing his hoodie off the arm of the chair and pulling it on while he makes his way slowly down the steps to where she's standing. He zips it up and sinks one hand deep into his right pocket. Once they start walking he glances back at her. "I fell. Well, I was pushed."

The details on that are purposely held off on. He wants to ask her a few questions first.

"Did Doc tell you about this place?"