"Just...just tell me these things, please, Kate. At least...consider tellin' me. You don't have to but...please. I just...I don't stand for that, ever."

Doc lifts his head slightly and looks over at her, then shifts on the couch and leans a little, closer, to let his forehead rest against hers.

There's really nothing else to say.

There's something he can ask, though.



"Just...will you stay? I'd feel better if you were somewhere I could keep an eye on you tonight."