"Hey, I didn't do it on purpose. And yes I'm going to be fine, they just want observe me. Which the doctors back home can do just fine." Sure Rachel was standing right there in front of him, but Seddrinth was left home, alone.
"I've got bruises, no broken bones, and a knock on the head. I've had worse." His gaze moved back to Steve. "No more running away." He pointed to the man in the chair. "You've never done that, you don't need to start now." His Brooklyn accent worse than it had been before he'd gone through the door.