"Yes, it would have an impact. Not just on your enemies, but my love life. Or lack there of." She frowned, tearing out various IV's from her arm without flinching or showing pain. "There are few things you can touch on a southern woman. Her hair is not one of them, Alistaire."

Once she removed all the IV's, Alisa stood up straight on the hospital room floor. There appeared to be little impact on her motor skills as she walked just fine.

"Now then, I am going to go home. And if any hospital staff try to stop me... well, they are lucky they work in a hospital and will not have to go far."