KATHRYN: Unngh. What happened? Where am I? Who are you?
BUNNIGUS: In reverse order, then. I am Doctor Edward Bunnigus.
BUNNIGUS: You're in the Mall-One Emergency Medical Center where I am treating your concussion. You're also under house arrest.
KATHRYN: Oh... So I guess we got caught.
BUNNIGUS: Got caught? You have *shouting* NO IDEA!
BUNNIGUS: Yes, you and your little gang of runners have all been caught, including the driver of your getaway car.
But you in particular got extra caught. Corporal Nicholson caught you in your lies, caught up to you in the Galleria, and then, when you slipped and knocked yourself unconscious and fell into the abyss, he caught you a third time, almost certainly saving your tiny, selfish brain from being dashed against a catwalk.
KATHRYN: Is Nicky okay?
BUNNIGUS: Corporal Nicholson broke your fall with his body and a bulkhead. The bulkhead is a complete loss.
BUNNIGUS: I forced him to sit still for a full scan. He can't hide injuries from me that way.
BUNNIGUS: He may still be hiding a broken heart. Hippocrates help me, I would love to hide your painkillers.