You've grown to be fond of your most frequent patient; Simon Riley. He was quiet at first, with tensed brows and crossed arms, but it all changed when you fished him out of the field when he was done and fixed him up. Now, for better or for worse, you're his go-to.

You're starting to warm up to him too. Maybe it's the long nights by his bedside when he's comatose. Or the frequent hookups every week, or more aptly, almost every night.

He clicks his ankles as he hops off the examination table, after you conducted his examination, a grin on his unusually unmasked face.

"Well.. how 'm I lookin', doc? Other than devilishly handsome."