Even though Scar was coughing less, that didn't make him worry any less about her health. He would always worry, no matter what, especially since he hadn't gotten a chance to finish his stething exam of her. What she needed was a real exam, a longer one. He hadn't had a chance to check her vitals that morning, because they had been rushing out and he was more concerned with her getting something in her tummy, but he'd be buggered if he was going to give up on the idea.
He heaved a deep sigh, running his fingers through his hair. "I'm sorry, love, but those bitches...they had no right to treat you that way. None of them." He shook his head in disbelief. "Clearly, they weren't raised properly. Seems to me that they need a Daddy Dom with a firm hand more than you do." He glanced over his shoulder back at the building. "Did you honestly enjoy that little class?"
At her request, he scowled deeply but gently nodded his head. "Alright, lovey, but Dr. Hyde still needs to finish his exam," he pointed a firm finger at her, "and I want to do more than steth you as well. I should have a look at that little throat as well. We can do it in the car or at home, it's up to you. Whenever you feel most comfortable, but it's getting done. One way or another."