Their departure from his room was worse than Barnaby could have even imagined. Honestly, they would have been better off if he'd just wheeled himself. In typical Kotetsu fashion, though, his partner had insisted on mothering him the whole time, much to his own detriment.

"It's left," Barnaby responded with a hint of weariness his voice. "And could you please just let me steer myself? My arms are fine." He understood why pushing him around in something with wheels might have sounded fun to Kotetsu in the beginning, but surely now he realized that it would be in their best interests if he stepped back. Another squashed toe couldn't be worth it.

"Besides," he added as he pointedly brought his hands onto the wheels, "I already had to put up with my nurse all day. I don't need another one following me around at night."

With that, he pushed himself ahead and neatly turned the corner without any assistance.

((To here.))