Kill him.

Before he can say or do anything, you're standing inches from his face. A moment later, one of your hands is around his neck, lifting him bodily into the air. He's barely had time to register what's happened, and is completely powerless to stop you.

It's only at this point do you begin to contemplate what you're going to do with Danny. Obviously, you think he should die for what he did to you, but given the circumstances, the people of this town won't take kindly to you murdering one of their only medical specialists.

He struggles weakly in your grasp while you decide his fate.

Fuck it.

Without thinking about it any more than you have to, you give him one, powerful strike to the temple, before dropping him down into the medical chair. Knowing you're now on the clock, you start ransacking the place for all the valuables you can find. Money, supplies, painkillers, everything you can reasonably carry without drawing attention.

On your way out, you subtly bend the door handle backwards, preventing it from opening. It'll probably buy you a few hours, at least. You give a **** smile to the receptionist, who doesn't acknowledge your presence, and step back out into the towns streets.