Cale looked down at his hand and let out a sigh. It would do no good to lie to her, since nurses seemed to always be able to tell when you were lying. That was probably a good thing, though, otherwise they'd be really bad at their jobs, right? "I punched a wall," he explained lamely, feeling his cheeks heat up. Evolette would probably grill him for that later. "Not like, with the knuckles of my fist, but I punched it sideways and I think I broke my pinky."