The last thing Harvey wanted to do was go out onto the recreational field and have to deal with a bunch of rowdy kids goofing off, but his nurse insisted that being outside in the fresh mountain air would help him both mentally and physically. She wasn't about to listen to any requests that he stay inside, either, and so before long Harvey was out in the cold.

Luckily, he had decided to wear the coat that was provided, and with his hands shoved into his pockets, he started moving to find somewhere to sit or lean against the wall.

"Excuse me, Mr. Eckhart!"

With a grit of his teeth, Harvey slowly turned around to face the woman who had something shoved way too far up one orifice or another.

"You can't just go off and sulk on your own, Mr. Eckhart. Please try to act your age!" The woman waved a finger at him.

Harvey didn't even know how to react to that. He was almost too shocked to be angry.

"If you don't pick another patient to talk to for once, then I'll just choose for you," she continued.

"It's fine," he cut in, waving her off. Letting out a breath, the bandaged man glanced around and found someone sitting in the vicinity. The grass looked dry enough here, so it would do. Harvey purposefully moved over to the blond man, making sure his nurse saw him sit down.

Once she left, Harvey sent the stranger a glance and shrugged. "Hope you aren't the anti-social type."