Len POV - Flowers for a Thought

The journey to the hospital was relatively quiet as I could hardly relax from Luke's piercing gaze. Doyle on the other hand seemed rather pleased, perhaps from the thought of removing the cast which he had on for close to two months. 

And now we were a few numbers away till his turn to visit his doctor. Thankfully, for me that is, Luke had to excuse himself and could not accompany us despite driving all the way over just to chauffeur us about.

"You seem giddy. Are you that excited for me to remove the cast?" Doyle interrupts my train of thoughts as my head turns in his direction out of reflex.

"Huh...? Of course, I am! And you say it as though you yourself are uninterested... Even though it concerns yourself." I shook my head and lightly bumped his shoulder with my fist as I watched the corners of his lips curl to a smile.