Peggy didn't relax completely just because the flying metal had been disposed of, but she did consider it to be a gesture of good will. And from what she'd observed, though it might be chaos through any of the doors, the hotel itself was at peace. She would have to get used to that, but meanwhile, she was the only one making a threat now.

She holstered her needler. Good will on both sides, she thought.

"There's a clinic," she told him, competent as always. She'd explored the hotel thoroughly, and checked the parts that seemed stable a couple of times since then, so she knew the location well. At least, as well as anything in this hotel.

"I'll show you," she decided. She knew she could find it, but she wasn't sure about giving directions. And the nurse in her wanted to make sure he actually got it looked after.