"It's not- It's not that," Danny assured him, trying to get comfortable and wincing as even the morphine failed to stop some of the ache he felt.

"Now probably isn't the best time to talk about this anyway."

He was heartbroken over losing Alex's work, stoned on pain killers, and aching in a way he never had before. He was in no fit state for weighty conversation.

"When can I go home?" he asked.