Knock Out made himself busy until he was sure Dead End left Rung to go...somewhere, he was not sure where. Nor he knew if the other Con was going to get back anytime soon but he had to talk to Rung. He scared the acolytes away when they tried to check on the therapist because he didn't want anybody finding out what was going on between Rung and Dead End. The few people who knew, the better.

It's not like he cared. At all. He was looking after himself, as always. He just happen to find Rung easy to talk with, and Dead End fun to mock. That was all.

"They made quite the number on you, hm? You should be glad that you had such a great medic, I managed to save your arm." Always cheerful when he had to be, Knock Out moved close to Rung's berth.