"I'll make sure to do that," he laughed, not at the idea of having an assistant to file the mundane paperwork, but more at the idea that things would ever go back to normal. "It'd be a kind of weird boss-employee dynamic, though, seeing as how I totally stripped for you in that vent."<br/><br/>What had happened with Jenessa? Well... "I became disabled, I guess is the shortest way to put that story," he sighed thoughtfully. One hand came down below the covers, slipping into his pocket to feel his wedding ring. Still there, fortunately or unfortunately. "She was one of my scrub nurses, back when I was a surgeon. So she was always on her feet, of course, and when I lost my sight, she was on her feet for<span style="font-style: italic">so long</span>and then had to come back home and take care of me." It almost made him sad to say it out loud. It was kind of<span style="font-style: italic">him</span>that pushed her away. She probably would've stayed, blindness and all, if he hadn't used it as such a crutch to stay in bed and be useless. "She was... not that bad. All the time, anyway. We were definitely in love at one point, and for a long time. I proposed when I was 19, we were married by the time I was 20. Jess was... I guess she got me? I don't know. I'm rambling," he realized.