“Oh good… that is very good to hear. You, uh… you scared me, bud. Are there any lingering, um… issues? Your arm didn’t look great and… I mean, are you still healing?”
“…We’re all healing from something, aren’t we?”
“… I meant physically, Dr Flug. Is… is anything broken? Or do you have stitches or… what? Should you be resting?”
“I should be begging for my life and forgiveness.”
“Uh… Why? And that doesn’t answer my question, Doctor…”
The Perfect Scientist 