Great. The one and only time Ian Malcolm would ever try to be a hero, and he broke his leg. He had been chased by a gigantic goddamn dinosaur and barely escaped with his life. Shows him not to be a hero.

But, he supposed there was a bright side to it. Like the pretty doctor tending to his wounds. He was laid back, his shirt open so you could examine his stomach, where there was a minor gash.

"So, uh... you do this often? Never quite got your name." He leaned back, trying to like suave while he was probably high on morphine. Not very well, by the look on your face.