The mercy of a reprieve was the fortune of timing. As Tadashi was thinking of a reply to that - he'd had his own moments where his actions didn't quite seem to be his - that the small clinic came into view.

He pulled in, finding a spot as close to the doors as possible... and true to his word, as soon as he had Kenji in the nurses' clutches, he was back out to the car paranoid about his recent spate of car luck.

Ankle and ribs wrapped, the deeper cuts cleaned and stitched, and a heavy anti inflammatory shot for the pain and swelling, they had him ushered back out with instructions and crutches in an impressive time, just a little short of an hour.

Tadashi gave a low whistle as he opened up the passenger side door. "The Mummy Returns, huh?"