As apparently the only person who recalled that the medical bay had no way to treat... well, anything... Atobe took the ladder.

His gaze swept over the three members of the party who had apparently survived. They looked in need of nothing more than the most boring medical care, although Tooyama might yet have his head popped off by Byoudin.

"While speed is of the essence," he said as the party prepared to head off into utter darkness and destruction. "Are either of you hurt? I would rather treat concealed wounds while we have light from the entrance."