"Thanks, Harry," he says, quiet and grateful. He heads out of the workshop and up to the medbay. He's glad Haircut is with him. It makes all of this feel a little less daunting.

Mick is still out from what Cisco can tell, and a quick feel of the ice packs shows they've been switch out recently, so nothing he can do there. He pulls up the closest chair and sits beside Mick's bed, trying to decide if he's actually brave enough to try to hold his hand. After a few aborted attempts, he decides that he is.