"Yeah, no worries. I'm alright." Because she's right - this really isn't the best time. They may have lost their tail but sitting out here just a few blocks away isn't going to be safe for long. So he steadies his grip on the frame of the car and hauls himself to his feet, teeth grinding. "I know a guy," he says as the name's come swimming up suddenly. "Not sure if he's got the same number, but I'll give it a go while you drive in that direction."

He feels slow on his feet but thinks he's probably not. Charlie gives Chloe a pat on the bum as he shoulders past her, rounding the dented fender of the car. Where he slows slightly, pressing one hand to his side and steadying himself off the hood of the sedan with the other. When he pulls his hand back, his palm's all dark in the light of the head lamps. He stops, frowns. "Hospital first maybe." But then he sits slowly on the hood of the car instead of moving to the passenger side.