Lacy peeled back her lips in an irritated expression. "That loon is off her the rails, of course she stabbed him with a flashdrive," she muttered in response to Damian. She tried to stand up while beginning to say, "I'm fine", but was cut short as the fiery pain tingled across her back and thigh. 
"Ok, maybe we should go to a hospital," she agreed with Tim. She looked back over to her husband and touched his leg, shaking it a little. Whatever Senna had coated the flashdrive with should be wearing off, she could smell the effects subsiding.