Blue’s physical state throws him off by a hair, watching the younger lad trying to keep his balance against the trunk. The Doctor is up on his feet before Blue utters another word. Perhaps he should act like an “adult” and suggest that the other return to the infirmary. But he reckons that Blue is here to be away from those cold and sterile walls.

“Come on,” He walks up to the lad with his hand extended out. “I’ve got you.”