Herbalists' Cache it was his last day on the force

He accepted the touch, although that was all he did. He did not lean into the male or even return the touch in another form. Granted he can't deny the comfort that comes from the touch.

Oh. He's a medic. Outlander almost felt like he should have known that but he didn't know much of anything anymore. For the time being at least. Things seemed to come back slowly, like he was collecting breadcrumbs of everything that had happened before his re-arrival to Teekons.

Thank you. He mumbled softly. What's she like? He asked with a touch of curiosity. Nice was a good adjective but it didn't give him much to work with. Most importantly, would she mind him crashing into the duo?