"Yes." His eyes dropped. "You're right, of course."

Leaving him to it, he set to another small chore. The front desk sent up a little travelers sewing kit at his request, and using that, he set to mending a frayed seam in the shoulder of his jacket.

"How far are we, from where you found me?"

He knew how far they were from the hospital, to some degree, but mapping one's movements from inside an ambulance while experiencing a medical emergency had not been a talent of his.