"I am sure. For one you're on a hospital bed. Or are you plotting to use up all our medical supplies?"

Ha, take that. A small jab, but a revelation to her. He clearly had to be here for something, unless it was of course to make her day hell. That mission was already accomplished. But he wasn't getting up or causing a ruckus. He very well may be sick or wounded after all. And that meant Martha had the upper hand.

She told herself that, anyway. It certainly made her feel better after the blow that he was still alive.

"That's really not anything I'm going to tell you."