"You dropped her?" he stood up from his chair, cape flowing behind him. His eyes widened, mind racing. How could he drop her? That was their one rule! Roxanne was never really supposed to get hurt. Scared, yes. But never was she supposed to leave his company with injuries. And now she'd been dropped. She'd probably hit her head.
"I didn't drop her, per se-" Minion tried to defend himself, but Megamind was having none of it. Minion was still holding the reporter over his shoulder, but there was no bag over her head and he hadn't bothered restraining her. Either way, she was still unconscious. Depending on how hard she fell, she would probably stay that way long after the knockout spray wore off.
"Did she leave your arms and hit the ground?" Megamind interrupted. The fish quieted, then nodded stiffly. "Then you dropped her."
Minion stepped in again. "It wasn't entirely my fault! I'd already gassed her but then the fat guy that follows her around tried to get in my way and hit me with the camera. He hit my elbow and sent her flying forward," he explained. Megamind's eyes darkened, though his anger was not truly aimed at Minion anymore. However, the fish still believed himself to be the target of his boss's fury. "I tried to catch her…" he finished meekly.
Megamind took a breath. This was not okay, but anger would have to wait. He started forming a plan. If the cameraman knew that Roxanne had just been kidnapped then it was only a matter of time before Metroman came crashing in to save her. If he saw that she had actually been hurt, there would be nothing to save anyone. She could even get caught up in the crossfire. He assumed her boyfriend in tights was fairly protective. And Megamind knew that Metroman tended to go pretty easy on him. But, before anything else, she had to wake up so the damage could be assessed.
"Okay," he started. "Okay, okay. We need a mattress and pillows for her. If she has a concussion, she shouldn't be sitting up. I'll take her-" he said, motioning for Minion to hand off the reporter. "-you go find those."
"You know we have beds here, right, sir?"
"We have beds here?"
"Uh huh." Megamind's eyes widened for the third time since Minion had entered. He could have been sleeping on a bed this whole time? He'd been using a couch from the dumpster for months.
"Why am I just learning of this now?"
"You never asked."