Sam's got his own mental timer going but for Tara's sake. Getting her checked in is important to him and he flits around nervously while he waits and Spencer debriefs the medical staff.
Logically, he knows she'll be fine, but the ordeal she's been through warrants another check-in later. Once she has her wits about her he'll come see how she's doing with everything. It's a tough pill to swallow, knowing just how stacked the odds are against them all. Most people were better off left in the dark.
"I can stitch myself up."
The answer is as much an admission of guilt as it can be. Sam's sure that Spencer won't be complicit in any crime. Charlie was that good, but conscience being what it was meant that he didn't want to add to the already building pressure that Spencer was under.
"I've done it with worse." Much worse and the scar on his arm and abdomen make that more than clear. He's healed from a large number of things that should have had professional attention but field medicine was part of the life. Just like living on the lam, having no home, and even fewer long term friends.
"But I can wait for you to get looked at." Sam meets Spencer's gaze under lifted brows. "It's probably better that you get seen here. My handiwork won't be nearly as precise."
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Logically, he knows she'll be fine, but the ordeal she's been through warrants another check-in later. Once she has her wits about her he'll come see how she's doing with everything. It's a tough pill to swallow, knowing just how stacked the odds are against them all. Most people were better off left in the dark.
"I can stitch myself up."
The answer is as much an admission of guilt as it can be. Sam's sure that Spencer won't be complicit in any crime. Charlie was that good, but conscience being what it was meant that he didn't want to add to the already building pressure that Spencer was under.
"I've done it with worse." Much worse and the scar on his arm and abdomen make that more than clear. He's healed from a large number of things that should have had professional attention but field medicine was part of the life. Just like living on the lam, having no home, and even fewer long term friends.
"But I can wait for you to get looked at." Sam meets Spencer's gaze under lifted brows. "It's probably better that you get seen here. My handiwork won't be nearly as precise."