If anyone else is watching this unfold, they at least have the good grace to do so sneakily, because Hercules isn't aware that they have an audience. But then again, considering just how out of it he is, it's not much of a surprise.

His eyes are trained on her face like she'll disappear if he looks away, desperate and so very lost. It's all he can do to simply nod when she pushes his wallet away, and he manages to slide it haphazardly back into his jacket pocket before she slips herself under his arm and starts to lead him away from the medical bay.

The trip to her quarters are spent in a bit of a daze, the Marshal quieter and more docile than anyone has seen him since Chuck died in a long time.