Matthew clung to her hand for a moment then let it go. He opened his eyes. He heard voices but couldn't place who they were for the life of him. He glared at the doctor like he was satan when he came into the room. His look changing to worry as the man investigated the documents. Whatever that document was it apparently held a lot of power. The man sure as hell examined them deeply enough. He watched the doctor head his way. Oh no! Not happening! Be mean to his friends and him and get near him? No! He'd show him a thing or two! Just you wait doctor. I'll get you my evil doctor and your clipboard too! That look was written across his expression before it turned into an impish child like look that clearly boded trouble for the doctor. A bit of a mischievious smile cross his lips around the ventilator. His hand moving away from Viola's. Inching its way discretely towards the remote on the side of the bed. It had no cord thankfully. One of those hi tech wireless kind. He pulled on the end without drawing attention to it. He'd show him. He was not getting near him! He heard Viola and saw the man glaring at him. Oh. Oh. He'd show him! He finally pried it off with a barely audible pop. The impish look crossed his face again. As soon as the doctor was somewhat leaning over he lifted his hand and hurled the remoted into his face as hard as he could. It collided with the mans nose in a mixture of a throw and a thrust. A sickening cracking sound could be heard when it broke the man's nose. He'd let it go the second it hit his face. Take that evil man! Take it! Ha! Face full of remote! Serves you right! These comments were written across his features with a look of childish glee and delight at his success. Lets see if the man stumbled back from the unexpected attack. Mouthing go away monster. He then took ahold of Viola's hand again.