"I'm warning you-" The threat was ignored as Emmitt leaned forward and peered down at his new partner. He looked small and fragile in the hold of the two guards on either side of him. A hiss escaped him when large fingers gripped his arm and tugged. "Let go." His voice flattened as anger filled his chest, the fingers released and Emmitt relaxed as he returned to observing his partner. "He's likea little kitten, did you give him anything?" His question was directed at the two holding the boy before him, Emmitt noted the way he seemed to wince and his gingerly slow movements. "Patient K1453-" The guard that was bringing to annoy him started, Emmitt whipped around and stalked forward. It didn't matter to him that the male was twice his size or that he was carrying a taser. The man jerked back and raised his hand to his belt, Emmitt turned once more to face his partner and offered a smile. He paid no heed to the guard that straightened and moved towards the door. "I hope not, with what's about to happen he needs to have his shit together. I'd explain what we're doing in front of this door but we're short on time. Just remember two things, little kitten, stay close to me and don't let them get behind you." His tone was soft and held a teasing note but his eyes had darkened with seriousness. He could hear the current exam ending and with it, his arms began to sqirum within the warmth of his jacket. The sudden tug against his spine had Emmitt's attention as he felt the bindings loosing around his arms. His shoulder flexed as he felt the tightness that was like a second skin falling away and leaving him feeling vulnerable. His gaze focused again on pale features before the sound of the door opening had gray eyes focusing on it instead. The smell of copper filling his nose as a shiver ran along his body, his fingers flexing at his sides. He glanced down at the standard gray t-shirt and jeans and wondered briefly if he had a clean pair, he shrugged and dimissed the thought. They'd be called in any minute now. [@Briza]