That was the problem with small-scale thinking. It was part of a larger, on-going problem but Rahim didn't care about that. It was resolved until it happened again. The frustration was obvious on Echo's face. "Hitting you once in the stomach or ribs can cause internal bleeding. I already know exactly what happened because I read it in your mind because you are not a forthcoming sort of person and don't even give me shit for it. I brought you a burrito, you give me details whether you like it or not." She pushed some of the leftovers of a broken... something or other away from her an scooted closer to Rahim, looking over the cuts and bruises on his face.
"Shallow enough, probably won't need stitches." She said, more for her own benefit than his. "The facility can deal with all the problems here. That's their damn job."