Owen at least had the decency to look abashed. He hadn't expected her to actually hear him. "Hey. Sorry. I... I'm an impatient arse." He shrugged his shoulders, as if that was enough. It should have been in his mind. He stepped in and then waited, unsure where to go.
"Doctor Owen Harper." He stuck his hand out to her, the one not holding the crutches anyway. "So where's the patient?"