When Sally returns with Danny's hanbo and a nurse carrying his clothes, they find the badger not just up, but out of the bath; he is performing a meditative martial dance, wearing only a towel hung from the waist.
"Don't worry, I'm just checking everything works properly," Danny assures when he hears Sally and the nurse enter the room. "In fact, I'm about done."
"Your clothes and weapon, sir," the nurse informs.
"Excellent!" Danny smiles as he finishes his workout; he wastes no time in taking his clothes and getting dressed behind an opaque curtain.
"We'll be fine from here," Sally assures the nurse.
"I still need to run some checks," the nurse insists.
"What sort of checks?" Sally asks.
"Physical movement, basic cognition, pupillary response-" the nurse lists.
"He was performing a martial arts training regimen just now," Sally interrupts. "He's fine."
"And hand-eye co-ordination," the nurse finishes. "And that I must insist on performing."
"Danny, you decent?" Sally asks.
"Almost," Danny replies; a moment later, he emerges fully-dressed.
"Catch!" Sally calls, throwing Danny's hanbo to him; Danny catches it smoothly, spins it in his fingers a few times, performs a few practice combat moves, then sheathes the weapon safely on his back.
"Like she said, I'm fine," Danny winks to the nurse.
"I see that," the nurse agrees; her tone is a little shaky. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have other patients to attend to."
"I think you scared her," Sally informs as the nurse hastily leaves the room.
"At least she's out of our hair," Danny comments. "Sorry," he adds a moment later. "I didn't mean-"
"Spines are just very thick, very stiff hairs," Sally shrugs. "Sure, I can't really style them, but at least they can't get tangled. Plus, I can do this." Sally raises her spines so they stick out perpendicular from her head, surrounding her pretty face with a formidable spiky halo. "Pretty cool, eh?" she grins.
"Not many can do both pretty and scary at the same time," Danny smiles. Stop flirting. "Anyway, now I'm healed and armed, better get out there and help."
"'Help', yes, 'out', no," Sally informs, lowering her spines to their usual position. "The whole Palace is on lockdown."
"I've got to do something," Danny insists. "This is my home city, after all. Well, sort of; really, my home city is HQ, but since HQ is within Shang Tu territory…"
"The Crystals need protecting."
"The Magister and Gong seem confident they're safe… I'd better get down there." Danny makes to leave, but pauses. "I'll need someone to take me there."
"But-" Sally begins to protest; she stops when she realises there's no other option. "OK. But you must not let the Magister know I led you to them!"