Ravi escorted the teen, who was shaken but trying to act tough, down the hallway toward the office. He glanced back to see if Julien/notJulien was following, and did a double-take at the dark stain that seemed to be spreading beneath the jacket. It didn't look like much, but it definitely had not been there when they were speaking in the supply room. And, looking again, there seemed to be more blood trailing on the floor with every step, not less.

"Oh, no," Ravi said, with a sigh. "Are you hiding an injury?"

Yup, straight-up, just asking it outright. He knew plenty of guys in the Army who pulled the same shit and he was not here to humour that.

He rounded the corner, urging the teen to go ahead to where Dr Strider waited, guarding the office door at the other end of the hall. Then he turned back to face Julien, giving him a look that managed to be both concerned and admonishing at the same time.