Miguel
"Yeah, it's okay," Lynn replies. "The cold's not a big deal, you get used to it." She spots what he's holding in his hands and says with a smile, "So you always carry a deck of cards around with you?"
Upstairs
"Thank you, Kiro, but I don't need anyone standing up for me, I'm a big girl. And I already told you, I didn't know what I was getting into, and by the time I did, it was too late to do anything about it," Jaya says.
"What do you mean? You could have blown the whistle on these guys form the get-go," Jersey Devil replies.
"Someone tried," Jaya says. "His name was Martin. When we found out what we were doing, some of us obviously had reservations. Martin was pretty vocal about it. But not for very long. Even though we were all tied into our contracts, Martin just disappeared. We never found out what happened to him. If we ever talked about it, we would say he was 'fired', but we tried not to talk about it much, because most of us figured otherwise."
"So, you're saying he was killed?" Screaming Eagle asked.
"What, you think they were just going to let him go when he was going to let it be known what was going on? Everyone did their job from then on, whether they liked it or not," Jaya replied. "And I didn't like it, but, for whatever it's worth, I still did my best to make you as comfortable as I could.
"The privacy screens you received soon after you were brought in were my idea, to allow you some privacy in your cells. The drug Dr. MacDermott first used to sedate you lasted long, but left you nauseous and puking for hours afterword, if you'll recall. I talked him into using something that was less strong, but only left you with a slight headache."
Max only sneers. "And I suppose you believe you should receive a medal for that?"
Jaya's responses begin to become more animated. "No, of course not! I'm just saying that I never enjoyed or even endorsed what was being done to you, ever," she says lying back, looking frustrated. "If you need someone close at hand to blame for what happened to you, then I guess anthing I say will just be dismissed outright anyway. But this isn't my fault."
Dr. Lewandowski then enters the room, looking rather perturbed. "What's going on in here? This is ICU, not a meeting room! I want everyone that's not supposed to be in here, out, right now!"
"In fact, I'd like to ask you that we all be able to leave here now, doctor," Screaming Eagle insists. "I believe the patients are well enough to travel under my care."
He looks over the others before resigning to the request. "Fine. There will be some paperwork, though, Miss Borlund, if you'll follow me," he says, leaving the room. Screaming Eagle follows behind.
Out in the hall, Jessica gasps at Tyrone's story. "My God, that sounds terrible!" When he suggests they go back to the lobby, she nods. "Sure, I hang around here too much anyway," she says with a smile.
As they get up to go, the doctor and Screaming Eagle pass by. Eagle says to Tyrone, "We're leaving soon, don't go far. And try to round up Miguel if you can."