<span style="color: #b3b300">"what does that have to do with me not liking the idea of being spied on?"</span>he shook his head and got in the car.<span style="color: #b3b300">"i don't believe you're not in pain and I'm not taking that chance with your health."</span>he nodded and headed out of the garage and back onto the road.<span style="color: #b3b300"> "that's very nice, i will look at it more later. now, hush."</span>he called up the vehicle computer and had it calculate the optimum route to Isabelle's hospital and filed an incoming report along with describing Rayne's injuries.<span style="color: #b3b300">"and finally mark that report as requiring Dr. Kelsy's personal attention."</span>"report filed." he nodded and sighed.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>