( gentlemen, the only thing suspicious here is the façade y'all are adopting. it's also super unimportant, because: blood. open wounds. the pretext of being summoned to the infirmary, and the reality that walking through those doors dictates. in the future, no one cares if boys make longing doe eyes at each other, and in the present it's still as easy as slipping on a pair of gloves to dip into dissociative bedside manner and caretake.
steve's liminal gratitude gets an offhand wave; no problem and anytime and you're not my concern right now wrapped into one.
and eddie gets a tight smile along with a nod. ) Sure. Sit down — ( they're short an operating bed (and any surgery tools that date after the 1800's but hopefully won't need that) but there's a perfectly good gurney-style assessment table not too far off. clarke points to that as a guide. ) — and take off your shirt for me?
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steve's liminal gratitude gets an offhand wave; no problem and anytime and you're not my concern right now wrapped into one.
and eddie gets a tight smile along with a nod. ) Sure. Sit down — ( they're short an operating bed (and any surgery tools that date after the 1800's but hopefully won't need that) but there's a perfectly good gurney-style assessment table not too far off. clarke points to that as a guide. ) — and take off your shirt for me?