Re: Open
"Very much appreciated," Peter said with a grateful smile. "But my knee's busted." Not broken, he added thankfully. "I had a cane around here somewhere..."
With such an experience, it was no wonder his cane had become lost in the shuffle. Activity in the lab was beginning to pick up as well as injured were raced in and the uninjured were escorted out.
No doubt, the designers had hoped that the sickbay would never see such tragedy. Peter hoped they were well-equipped to handle it.
Peter would be of no use here. This was a place for doctors and nurses; it would serve him better to wait with those well enough to be placed elsewhere.
"We should go," Peter said with a gesture towards a man on a stretcher. He had just been brought in and had been placed nearby. Peter extended a hand upwards, knowing that this was going to hurt but braving it anyway. What choice was there?