“Easy now, don't push yourself too hard.” Harvey wraps an arm around your shoulder, holding you up as you take a stumbling step forward. He gently moves his thumb against your shoulder, trying to calm your racing heart.

“You got the cast two weeks ago, you won’t be able to walk on your own for at least a month.” Harvey laughs lightly, shifting your body so you're leaning against him. Slowly he guides you into the pristine medical bay. You had broken your leg about two weeks ago, and being the kind soul he is, Harvey has been doing his best to ease the healing process.

“Now, let’s see what we can do about food…?” Harvey smiles at you while walking towards the phone. “I’ll call Gus, what do you like from the Saloon?”