Yeah, of course. [ Apollo pulls a chair up next to Max's bed, taking a seat and pulling one leg up around him. The scene is familiar, even if the mess isn't. He can't help worrying, even if that won't change a damn thing. He's here now. He can help now.
So when he asks, he asks like a doctor, with the same cursory glance he would give any of his patients:]
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So when he asks, he asks like a doctor, with the same cursory glance he would give any of his patients:]
You okay? Like, physically speaking?