"Luna," Elliot said, raising her eyebrows. "Considering you threw yourself in front of a stampede for her. I can barely get guys to open the door for me." She gave him a small smile, before picking up her pen and paper and adding notes on the state of his hand. She added hero and intense, soul-searching eyes at the top before setting it down and focusing on the other hand.
"Okay," Elliot said, looking slightly impressed. I'm going to go get what I need and then we'll have to put these in splints. I'm going to have to wrap them again, in order to keep the swelling down and you'll have to keep them elevated. We'll get a sling for your arm and your ribs will have to heal on their own. Normally I'd do a partial body cast but..." She trailed off with a sigh. She met his eyes.