He nodded to acknowledge her offer, though he was more focused on her statement about the doctors' reluctance. That wasn't right. That wasn't right at all. He knew what it was like to feel intimidated in the face of an inexplicable injury (though lately all he'd had to tend to were gun shots and electrical shocks resulting in bruised spines).
Pride, he also understood, though he liked to think he was on the more humble end of being a doctor. His brow furrowed as he thought about that. He did want to help. He'd sworn an oath to help. Not here, of course, but he'd sworn it all the same. Maybe it would be best if he opted to deal with large hospital politics if only to put himself in a position to help the most people.
"Is there ... what do you know about the ... ah. The newcomers? The sorts of injuries they come in with?"