Eyebrows up, he tracked that statement against the actual real puddle of blood, and almost wanted to chime in with an echoing probably. Even if Ravi knew what was going on, even if they had boxes of equipment--it wasn't medication, it wasn't anything he could imagine putting all of that back in where it needed to be.

But Jude wasn't a doctor. "Is it--something uncurable? Why wasn't it a problem before?"

Unless this was just some final stage, and Sam had been struggling this entire time. Flicking his gaze up to her wig, he draws the single, obvious conclusion.