He really doesn't give much for that one. "Most of it was still work."
But the distraction really doesn't distract him much. Even when he points to one of the other steaks, forgoing the shellfish. Even as he's detailing how true that answer actually is. How much that answer will never change, too.
Rehabilitation while benched taking up a good portion of the last week and half, until it really was more a farse that Danny needed rest and not to be overexert himself. Which he proved by doing just that. But that didn't change the fact a lot of it was work, and a lot of that work had to be as flawless as Five-0 ever really got to.
There was still keeping tabs on Kono and her weekly psyche evals, sans the details, doctor-patient confidentially and all, from her mandatory therapist. Chin, and Malia's recovery from home now, where things were getting better by the week. And then the rest of their actual job. Looking out for Honolulu, running, at a seconds' notice, the moment the phone rang.
Making sure that anything that happened, off the books and under the table, no matter how not-casual it was being comported as, stayed that way. Off the books. Under the table. Out of the sight of anyone else figuring it out. Which was how it was. Except for Cath.
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Date: 2013-04-13 03:57 am (UTC)But the distraction really doesn't distract him much. Even when he points to one of the other steaks, forgoing the shellfish. Even as he's detailing how true that answer actually is. How much that answer will never change, too.
Rehabilitation while benched taking up a good portion of the last week and half, until it really was more a farse that Danny needed rest and not to be overexert himself. Which he proved by doing just that. But that didn't change the fact a lot of it was work, and a lot of that work had to be as flawless as Five-0 ever really got to.
There was still keeping tabs on Kono and her weekly psyche evals, sans the details, doctor-patient confidentially and all, from her mandatory therapist. Chin, and Malia's recovery from home now, where things were getting better by the week. And then the rest of their actual job. Looking out for Honolulu, running, at a seconds' notice, the moment the phone rang.
Making sure that anything that happened, off the books and under the table, no matter how not-casual it was being comported as, stayed that way. Off the books. Under the table. Out of the sight of anyone else figuring it out. Which was how it was. Except for Cath.