I simply moved toward the door, opening it up and saying to the police and doctors outside. "She's ready to see you all now." Then I moved further into the room, leaning against a wall. The doctors come in then and do some check ups on Taylor, finding nothing they hadn't found before. Then the police come in and start asking questions.
They don't get much from her before leaving. Just when it happened, how long she was in there, if she saw who did it.
"I didn't see them do it, I was facing my locker. So it'll be just like other the other times I've tried reporting what they've done. Them against me with nobody else willing to say anything."
The officers didn't look very pleased about that statement, but they don't argue it. And Danny looked incredibly angry before he was able to get control of himself with a few deep breaths.
Danny and Taylor spent a bit of time talking to each other before looking toward me again. "So. Why are you still here? Not that I'm complaining or anything!"
I looked toward the two of them before laughing softly. "Ah. Well, I'm thinking a couple things through. Considering if I want to head into the Protectorate building tomorrow, or wait until Taylor there is well enough to go with me. So she has a familiar face around. Well... Familiar mask, anyway. Not sure if I'll be joining up with them, but I might as well hear what they have to say and offer. I'm going to need some way of getting a place anyway..."
Danny chuckled softly at that, shaking his head slightly. "You really are new around here, aren't you?" You have no idea, Danny-boy... "If you'd like I can talk to a few people, and see about finding a place for you."
Taylor interrupted here. "Or he could stay with us! We have a spare room. And he could help with... What's going on with me." She trailed off after that last, which seemed to have made Danny look a little less opposed to the idea on principle.
Though not enough to stop him from arguing against the idea. Not that he gets far before the door to the room is quickly opening and closing. When I looked over, along with Danny and Taylor, I saw a young woman wearing a hooded white robe with a red cross on it. She doesn't seem to have noticed us, as she was standing there, leaning against the door and rubbing her face.
"You alright there, miss?" When I asked that she gave a start, quickly looking up, eyes wide. Something that only contributed to the mousy look of the girl.
"S-Sorry! I was just-I didn't mean to interrupt!"
Taylor and Danny whisper to each other as I moved toward the girl, holding up a hand. "No need to worry about that! I'm Spider-Man."
The girl shakes her head and replies, "Panacea. I was just trying to hide from my sister."
I raised an eyebrow at that, not that she could tell. "And why would you need to do that?"
"Because she's going to take me home, and there's more I need to do here! People who need healing!"
Whatever else was going to be added was interrupted by a pounding on the door. "Amy! You in there? You've worked all your hours for the day!" One which caused the mousy girl to look a bit panicked. I...
[ ] Hid the girl. Helping people is a good thing.
[ ] Called out to let the sister know she was in here. There must be some reason for her only working so many hours.