Dr. Nelson was still amused, especially with the bit about the mind not shutting up once it got to thinking about something. His own thoughts could do the same thing, though, looping back through when he knew that he didn't need for it to do so. He opted to not reply to the bit about how more creatures existing making things more exciting, since he felt like it was exciting enough without them being all out in the open.<br/><br/>"Woah, careful!" the older male responded as he reached his hands out in an attempt to help stabilize the patient. Thankfully, the teen had caught himself, as well, so instead of having a heap of weight landing on him, the two were rather close together. His hands came up to Angel's shoulders to help the other with balance, then he stood up as the other sat back on the bed, the movement used to help guide the recovering form a bit easier. The coat fell to the floor, but Ray didn't care about that right now.<br/><br/>"Don't be. You just need to take it a bit slow for right now," he assured the other, finally removing his hands from the slender form and taking a step back. "I told you that I'm off the clock, right?" he asked with a tilt of his head to the right. "That means that if I was to aid you, it could be considered a number of violations to the code and... I'd rather not think about what that could mean for this hospital." After offering the explanation, he scooped up the white fabric and draped it over his left arm, then turned his odd purple eyes back to the defeated, yet still hopeful, young man.<br/><br/>"How about 'no'?" he countered the invitation with what seemed to be a flat out decline. "We can head out for that walk in the morning, before visitation time starts. It'll be good to get back on your feet, literally. If you can manage it, we could try to head to the little convenience store to pick up a doughnut for breakfast," he offered, clearly using the food as an incentive to try and get Angel to agree. Maybe it wasn't the smartest option, but it was better than flirting with a patient, which he was really tempted to do right now. Especially after having been so close for that short moment, the sweet scent of flesh and blood having caused his mouth to water just a little. Yeah, he needed to get something on his stomach sooner rather than later.<br/><br/>"You'll be allowed to wear your own clothes, as long as you keep the band on," he added, since the doctor knew that wandering around in public with such a fluid gown on could be a deterrent for going anywhere. As long as the patient bracelet was left on, and the needles were carefully removed before hand, things would be fine. Angel was awake and alert, eating and drinking on his own, so the I.V. drips weren't really needed now. The other machines weren't hooked up through the needles, so they could be attached and detached as needed, and he'd be able to keep an eye on the human as they were out and about. If anything seemed off, he could bring Angel right back and make sure that he hadn't missed something. But that was for tomorrow, hopefully.