I'm glad. I bet it was something shiny or a stray whistle up on deck to make her take off so. [The bleeping continued as she moved lower and traced the scanner over his ankle as well.] If you'd like, I can take her out and go for a run with her or something. I kinda miss her. [Martha grinned again before she took a step back.] Doesn't look like anything's broken. Some bruises. I can give you a minor pain killer to help. And ice.