He nodded to her as she climbed up on top of him. Keith was trying really, Really hard to be good, but he gave in and his huge hand slid up the back of her thigh, resting at the start of her butt, his fingers on her inner thigh, so close that if he even twitched on accident, he would touch her. Keith did feel a bit bad about where his hand was, but he wasn't going to move it unless she asked him to. He considered what she said, about not having the money to pay the hospital, and healing better at the hotel, and he agreed. He wounds weren't very serious, band-aids and ice would do the trick, along with a few massages to help her muscles relax<br/><br/>"Do you want me to bust you out of here?" He asked "I can do a hell of a bedside manner"