"What about me makes you think I'm under some fucking mind control?" Jonas demanded stepping up closer to the other guard. In a way he might be considering he was desperate for something not to happen to her, but that was a different kind of mind control. "Now, get him, and get the hell out of here. You have a damn report to write on how that kid wound up dead on your watch and I have to write one up on why for fuck's sake you're brandishing your side arm in a goddamn hospital."