"From what I've gathered so far they had to replace the broken bones in my arm with synthetics and the same with my ankle, which should cause it to heal much faster. However it seems I'm going to have hell going through airport security from this point on..."<br/><br/>She shook her head with a wry grin. "That's old twentieth century shit. They've gone to plasticine now, the same stuff the biosuit's made of." She winked broadly at him, showing a lot of teeth "You think the richest nation on the planet would give you old Ford parts?"<br/><br/>After the orderly went back to the nurses' station, no doubt to complain that the patients were being difficult, Marcus grew serious. "How is Tank..?"<br/><br/>She visibly paled, smoothing imaginary wrinkles from the shapeless cloth gown.  "I...I don't know. You caught me just as I was leaving." She motioned to the gown "...obviously."