Brenda reachs down and squeezes Paco's fingers, sliding the hand on his chest up to touch his cheek and turn him toward her, searching his eyes for a moment before she can relax.

"Hey you." she gives him a weak smile. "It's out. You're alright now."

Aren't you? Please?

"Just take it easy for a second and let me unstrap you."

She slips her fingers under the bonds at his wrists, refusing to acknowledge the nervous shudder than runs through her as his hands are freed. But she leaves the ankle bonds to him once he can sit up and takes a moment to make good on a personal promise, looming over the Sub-Visser's corpse for a moment before reeling back and pounding it into the exam table with one fist. It makes a supremely satisfying crunch/squish noise under her knuckles.

"Bastard..."

Even with it dead in front of her she's still angry.