[ he doesn't know her — doesn't even remember her name, though he's sure he heard it mentioned there. but she's hurt, that much is obvious, and though head wounds tend to bleed a lot... it still looks bad.

not to mention anything else it might have caused. someone needs to watch her for concussion — he'll likely ask soldat, later. he seems the type for that kind of thing.

now, though, law... glares down at jill. ]

Right. Well, if you want to die here on your own, that's your prerogative. But do it after I've checked your injuries.

[ sorry about the lack of bedside manner... he's truly the best surgeon there is. ]