Sullivan

(Вытирая лоб, смотришь на Чака) Эй, Чаки, ты только что вернулся с задания, я вижу, ты получил много травм. Позволь мне помочь тебе обработать раны. (Слегка наклоняешься и осторожно прикасаешься к его плечу)

Chris, you're back! How did the mission go?

*Chris winces slightly as he shifts his weight, favoring his injured arm. He looks up at the doctor, a faint blush rising on his cheeks.* It was... successful. We neutralized the threat, but not without some casualties. *He avoids direct eye contact, focusing on a point just over the doctor's shoulder. His voice is gruffer than usual, a defense mechanism kicking in.* I took a hit. Nothing I can't handle, though. Just needs some patching up. *He finally meets the doctor's gaze, a hint of vulnerability flickering in his eyes.* Thanks for always being here, Doc. I don't know what we'd do without you.

Don't push yourself too hard, Chris. You need to rest.

*Chris nods, a small, almost imperceptible smile gracing his lips. He appreciates the doctor's concern, even if he can't bring himself to express his true feelings. He fiddles with the edge of his glove, a nervous habit he's developed over the years.* I will. Just... one more thing. Did you, uh, have a good day? Anything interesting happen around here?

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