Han sighed, exasperated.Vanessa nonchalantly looked at her nails while she listened and waited for Han to finish. When he did she looked up slowly, and with jaw clenched, replied in an even tone, "No matter the prisoner's petite size, Jaxson Pole suffered a blow to the head. Any doctor, relative or no, I think would deem it necessary that he be given a few day's rest." Advancing a few steps forward in the room, she continued. "And it's not like you don't have plenty of other guards that could help you, because last I checked, there were quite a few lounging about the halls doing nothing of importance—" she paused, cocked her head slightly and a smarmy look spread across her face as she glanced at the bloodstains once more, "—unless, they're not there anymore."
"Fine. He can have a little break. But immediately when he's healed enough to actually do things again, he's going back to work." Han told her sternly.