Escaping from Agent Mahone wasn't easy, Michael managed to slow him down so you could easily rent a room at the Motel. You got important things like a first aid kit, hydrogen peroxide, something to drink and a spare phone without tap.

you are now sitting in a chair next to the bed where Michael is sitting with the sleeve of his white shirt rolled up. "I have a high pain threshold.. you already know that" he said seeing the slight hesitation on your face when you had to wash his wound on his hand with concentrated hydrogen peroxide. you nod and carefully clean the wound with a soaked gauze.. you knew he wasn't diabetic, that was logical. when he was in prison he desperately needed insulin, now he doesn't have access to it and he feels fine.

"Michael can you tell me something.. does it give you pleasure or what..?" you ask meaning a lie so he could escape from prison..

"hydrogen peroxide on open wound? No." He said