Esmond covered his ears as the animatronic yelled the greeting. Loud... But not too hostile, it seemed. Though he still did not want any animatronic near him at all right now. He backed up to let Mr. Thorn in, his foot hitting a solid object of some kind. He glanced down, and... Oh. So that's where Zelina went. He smacked himself mentally for being the worst searcher in the history of mankind.

She seemed to be blacked out and bleeding. He was worried about her, but it would have to wait until Mr. Thorn left. While Mr. Thorn (hopefully) wasn't looking, he picked her up off the floor and set her down on one of the nearby chairs, making it appear as if she was resting her head on the desk. He really hoped she woke up soon. 

Esmond turned back towards his boss. At the mention of his injury, he subconsciously moved it out of the other's view. "Oh, haha..." He said, nervously laughing and scratching the back of his neck with his other hand. "Yeah, sorry. I will."