Blane looks at her. Blinking. "Sorta. Maybe. Kinda. Hit me?" he asks. Arching one beautifully kept eyebrow at this. "Well...how do you sorta maybe kinda hit someone? Is your driver blind as a bat? Or just stupid enough to think a person actually gets you points in real life? Like it does in arcade racing games." he says bluntly. His tone one of disbelief. He shakes his head slowly. "Well...that is ironic. Almost plowed down by a vehicle. I am guessing if I was in the street it was<span style="font-style: italic">supposed</span>to be safe for crossing it." he says softly. Looking at her.<br/><br/>He looks at her. And glares. His facial expression showed he was irritated with her for daring to suggest it. And then even more irked that she dared question his decision on a hospital. "Stupid idiots in hospital thing a medicated drug is the answer to everything. If I wanted to get high I'd hit up a drug dealer on the street. At least then I'd know what was poisoning and potentionally able to kill me." he says simply, bluntly, and straight to the point. "Besides...hospitals stink. Of sick and dead people." he mutters that last statement too low to hear.<br/><br/>He looks at her. "You know...I do believe it<span style="font-style: italic">IS</span>my personal decision to refuse to go to a hospital. Not really up to the person who let her limo driver attempt to squish and turn the guy into roadkill." he smiles a devil may care grin that was drop dead gorgeous. "Wouldn't you agree Miss Odelia?" he pauses. "Hmm...the hottie thinks a plush house is going to interest me. Rather amusing." he grins impishly. "The only part of that dangling man bait you threw at me is a doctor not attached to hospital strings. You know true one on one care." he says simply. Smiling in clear relief she wasn't trying to force the hospital issue.<br/><br/>He looks at her. Wondering something. "Hey...what is making you so uptight and upset? It can't be entirely due to attempting to make me a human pancake." he says. He wasn't a mind reader. He was however able to read and deciver body language and facial expression. Hers read tension beyond the almost killing him level. He thinks. "Is it something I could be of some assitance with? I mean...your willing to allow me to have the aid of your personal doctor. I'd like to attempt to repay you somehow." he says honestly. Looking at her. "I think your name is exoticly beautfiul Miss Odelia."