Nooo... in this case, snark was not high on the list of House's things to do. Let Rose get comfortable, get her restabilized, then talk snark. Until then... "Yes. On the bed, shoes and socks off, shirt loosened." Nothing constricting.

House rose slowly and painfully, making sure that the sergeant had the young woman completely, putting what was probably an ineffectual arm under in the attempt to support just in case. It was more a 'just in case', and one that he knew wasn't really necessary. Still, it was what it was.

With a violent shake of his own head in the aftermath of his burst of speed in a vain attempt to get a grip, the medico on call began the slow path from the room, his hand rising in a dismissive wave, his voice called out as he left the meeting. "Carry on, carry on... don't mind us."