She came in just as Vi was lacing up her right boot. Her left foot was, of course, still bare. Even if she could have put it on, the boot itself had a bullet hole in it that had ruined the laces. "You're the best, Cupcake. Gimme those crutches and we'll get out of here before the doc changes his mind."

She glanced at her gauntlets lying in the corner, but...ain't no way she was carrying those home right now. She'd have to send someone to pick them up later. There was all kinds of minutiae like involved in getting an injured person out of the hospital and back home, none of which are terribly interesting. It happened.