Benton finds Jackie in an exam room. Jesse, her son, is on the bed, being examined by Finch. Jackie, holding Reese, hisses to Benton that Jesse got in a fight; Jesse replies, "You don't know, all right?" Finch passive-aggressively says, "I was surprised when they said that you were here," like, mind your cyber-knitting, Motherboard. Benton curtly says that he had to take care of something, and asks how Jesse is. With this oddly forceful tone, Finch replies that Jesse sustained a superficial laceration above his eye, slight swelling there, but no bony deformity or tenderness. Benton takes Reese from Jackie as he assures her that it's nothing serious. "Told you," snips Jesse. Uh, Jesse, is it? You'd best put that lip back where it belongs before Jackie smacks it clear off your face. Jackie reproachfully informs Benton that Jesse was bleeding pretty badly, and Benton asks Jesse, "Did you hit your head? Pass out?" Jesse replies, "He slammed me into the locker once, all right? That's all." Benton asks Finch whether Jesse had a CT (no), and Jackie anxiously asks whether Benton thinks Jesse needs one. Finch basically says that he doesn't, and Jackie says, "They say with head injuries you can't be too careful," and Finch evenly says, "Jackie? He's fine. He's fine." Finch? What I just told Jesse goes double for you. Of course, in your case, Jackie wouldn't so much slap the lip off your face as she would use a tiny screwdriver to carefully detach it. But the effect would be the same. Benton stares at Finch, who sort of flicks her head toward the door; Benton takes the hint and offers to buy Jackie a cup of coffee. Jackie must really be distraught if she's letting people tell her what to do all over the damn place.