LAU
That won't be necessary. The suit will heal him. And if we combine it with the energies from the portal –
CAINE
No! We are not overextending the M-Verse.
LAU
Well, it's too late in the game to take an intermission!
Everyone in the arena turns as Plumley slowly pushes himself off the floor, groaning in agony as chips of the wall he smashed into fall off his back. His face, neck, and chest are covered in lacerations and bruises.
FALCON
You hangin' in there, Plumley?
PLUMLEY
Man, I'm good! And you can tell the eggheads that I don't need no stinkin' intermission!
Falcon smiles at the man's resolve. He turns to Caine.
FALCON
You hear that, doctor?
Caine thinks for a moment. Then sighs.
CAINE
Fine. But I’m activating his pain meds.
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