Food Court
Barely sixty feet away, everyone outside the restaurant sees paramedics put a sheet over the kid Vince punched in the hall and dragged into the mall hallway. Just outside the Food Court, you can see the sheet-draped body of the thug he sent flying. In both instances, the paramedics immediately move on to tend other wounded.
"No, just stay out of the way," the medic working on Cosmo says. She takes a long syringe, removes the plunger part from the end, and in one smooth motion stabs the needle into Cosmo's chest. Blood, far more than seems normal from a pin prick, begins filling, then overflowing, the syringes chamber.
Empath is talking to a detective in a fine suit near the entrance to the Food Court. Things seem relatively calm in their exchange.
Theatre
I X12 tending Split or taking a run to the other end of the mall? It's about a two minute sprint to get there, assuming you leave out an exit in a theatre, rather than through the main doors where the throng is.