"He needs medical attention, doesn't he?" It was less of a question and more of a statement.

Alex glanced over at Catherine, wondering why she'd say that when she'd been pretty set on the medical wing in the first place... and then winced as some sort of energy beam grazed his arm. "Ouch. Miscalculated that one." Pressing his hand against his arm, he brought his concentration back under control. He was probably going to sleep for three days straight when this was over, but that was still a long ways off.