"You know, I never thought about that. Guess it's lucky I just happened to walk by this clinic." He's not going to jump on the comment about murder. The thing had it in for Sarah, no doubt about it, but while Cook would be interested in the details, provided they're interesting, they're not the main point. Something tried to kill Sarah and it's dead now. That matters; it's over.

"And maybe I need a check-up more than you think," he continues, tugging his brows together in a frown. "Since.. I don't remember you fucking me up. Big ugly son of a bitch with red eyes, that's what I remember."