Emily chuckled and then grabbed her tools to stitch up the wound.
"Now this is going to hurt slightly, just a bit of a pinch... I was an intern at Sacred heart before the dead started rising," Emily stated before she started stitching the wound up. She was done in minutes and the wound was completely closed, stitched up.
"I'll have to remove them in about a week or so... but you'll be fine. Would you like to rest here for tonight?"
Anwell nodded and looked around before looking up at Desmond.
"You're gun please. You're safe in here, they won't get you... so you're going to have to hand me your gun. It's not that I don't trust you Desmond, it's just that they won't trust you. They don't know how you got in, and if you tell them about my passageway you might meet those walkers outside sooner than you'd want to," Anwell stated, holding his hand out and waiting for the gun to be put into his hand.