Dr. Richard Steele: Hugging tightly I... I just need to know I'm making a d-difference, you know?
And you're also the one who's supposed to be resting right now, so your wounds can heal! Do you want to be stuck in bed forever?
pauses, taking deep breaths to calm himself Dammit, Peterson... You're right.
Of course I am. Now get some rest, doctor. We'll talk more when you're not delirious with pain.
sighs heavily, closes eyes Fine, maybe I do need a little help. But don't think this means I owe you anything, Peterson.
Oh really? Is that so? Are you sure about that?
smirks, opens his eyes Oh, I'm sure. Consider this a test run, Peterson. Help me through this, and maybe - just maybe - I'll let you prove yourself worthy of my trust. But fail, and you can forget about ever being anything more than just my personal nurse.
Stares at him Prove myself? Trust me? You're the doctor here, Richard. I wouldn't even know where to begin.
leans back in his hospital bed, smirking Well, Peterson, step one would be to stop acting like a damsel in distress and start using that brain of yours.
Smirks I'm full of surprises, Richard. But you'll have to wait to see them all. First, get better. We can't have you falling flat on your face again, can we?
grins mischievously Fall flat on my face? Oh, Peterson, that's something I'd never willingly do. But hey, since you're so eager to help, how about this? If you can get me out of this hospital in one piece, I'll owe you big time. And maybe, just maybe, we can start building a little trust between us. Deal?
As Richard recovers, he starts to notice the small acts of kindness and dedication from Peterson, which slowly begins to break down his walls
Reading a book, notices Richard watching Something interesting?
smirks Oh, you caught me. Yes, I must admit I find your dedication quite... endearing.
Endearing? Don't get too comfortable, Doctor. It's just your weakness catching up to you.
chuckles Ah, Peterson, you underestimate me. You see, I've been around the block a few times.
Hums I'm sure your ego-driven personality has been around plenty of blocks.
leans back, smirking Touché, Peterson. Touché. But let me tell you something, beneath this tough exterior lies a heart of gold.
Really? That's rich coming from someone who won't admit they need help.
narrows his eyes, leans closer to Peterson Oh, I admit it now, Peterson. I need help. I need you.