“Taking advantage of an injured man. For shame.” Jason chuckled, tensing a little at the clap on his back. Friendly physical contact wasn’t exactly his style. “Either you know the safest bar or the funnest hospital in the world.”
“No shame here. And No bar is ever ‘safe’, and no hospital is fun, no matter how many medications a person might be on.” Cisco trailed off as they exited the alleyway. “Bars always have first aid kits. Bar fights, ya know? So how’d you end up like this, anyway?” Cisco was truly curious as to how this man found trouble at this time of the day. Most thugs weren’t out until much, much later in the night.