Well, I had to move their damn beds together to keep one or the other from trying to get up every five minutes to go visit instead of lying down and convalescing in peace and not stressing the rest of the medical staff, so I'm optimistic.

[Ratchet snorts, but he's smiling as he shakes his head before he looks sideways over at Wash, almost curiously.]

Yeah, I have. Or I've been trying to, at least. He's done the same for me. ...did you doubt it?