"And no one's allowed to push you around in a wheelchair yet?" he asks, glancing toward the door briefly, wondering what might happen if he were to try. He wouldn't take her far, just outside and around a little, letting her see bits of the city where she's found herself and he's not worried about breaking the rules so much as he is Kat's knee. If she can't move because it's bad for her injury, he wouldn't press it.

If she's stuck, though, just because there's no one available in the hospital to give her a hand, he'd be willing to help.

"Or are they just leaving you to your own devices because they haven't the staff to spare? Should I ask them if I can take you out?"