"I--" He almost says no. Part of it is the idea of being dependent, even a little--being taken care of by anyone has never come easily to him. And part of it is that he wants to run back to the hospital, break through the doctors and nurses and quarantine barriers and get to Neil's side.

But somehow he can still be practical.

"Yeah," he says, leaning his head into the cradle of his hands again. "Yeah, I probably should." He gives her a weak smile. "Thanks."