Xenial feelings reminiscent of their previous friendship bubbled up to the surface and Sloane was surprised by the following sentiment; relief. Of course she was nowhere near happy that he'd just shattered his leg in several places, but it would suit them to need something that dramatic to reignite their friendship- or at least put it on the right path.

Young and emotional, that's what her mother always said. Sloane was sick of this shit.

Zealotry** be damned at this point, maybe she was just going to have to be an annoying pain in his ass after all; at least until their friendship was back to the way it used to be. With that decision made, she stomped her way across the pitch behind the nurse to start right away.