Cuddy made her way through the halls, pushing a gurney with her medical bag on top of it. She could hear the voices ahead of her, and that made it easy to find the right spot. "Has he showed any signs of regaining consciousness?" She asked as soon as she was close enough to be heard. Time was important in these situations, too much for hellos. As she waited for an answer, she grabbed her bag and knelt by Dan's side, examining the leg wound. "Dan, can you hear me?"
Abra had followed close behind. She hadn't wanted to hold up the doctor. She stayed back physically, and reached out with the shine. Loud, the voices were so loud. When she pushed, she could manage to hear past them and she knew Dan was wrong. She took a few small steps closer. "He's not the same Dan." She said quietly after a moment. "He is a Dan and he's in there still. With them. So many of them."