Jack shrugs, staring off down the hall. "By the look of it, she would have started unraveling if anyone had brought that bleach in, and Captain Brass already had that ready."

He rubs his forehead for a moment, silently praying that there isn't any internal bleeding, that all she'll have are broken bones and a concussion, so that she won't be stuck in here for very long. "Did they say how long it would take to finish the examination?"