[Leopold has not been able to resist fiddling with the device and has turned on the video without realizing it. His eyes are hollow, and he clearly hasn't shaved recently, but he's trying to sound normal.]

Indeed. There is no suppuration, and your stitches hold, but it is still very much a bullet wound. That we experienced a corporate hallucination or dream seems fantastic, but the physical evidence appears incontrovertible.

[Sam stares for a long moment, wrapping his brain around that little gem of information.]

I've never seen that happen before.

Can I, come take a look?

[Leopold still doesn't realize that his video is on, but now the feed is showing the wall and what could be a sheet or piece of clothing. He sounds the same as before, perhaps a little put out.]

As I said, the wound appears to be healing properly, but I am not opposed to further examination. My room is on the third floor, at the end of the hallway.

I'll be up a little later, okay?

[Leopold squints at Sam's video, more interested in how it works than in what Sam is saying to him. He replies absently.]

Of course, if you wish.