She shrugs, and indeed does that motion even feel odd. "I haven't seen another soul in... mm, maybe forty-five minutes now? I sure don't remember anyone bringing me here."

Not that she remembers much of anything after being shot and stabbed, but. You know.

Man, this guy is weird. The way he talks reminds her a little bit of Gray, only this is much more annoying. Though his shocked reaction to her comment provides a little bit of otherwise-ignored insight. "I suppose that's why it makes for such a good horror setting," she ponders. "This is supposed to be a place of healing; what irony, then, to be so gracelessly killed here?"

And on that note... "Whether we could really die here or not, it doesn't seem like we'll be getting any help. It's pointless to stay."