Goose was concerned. That cough didn't sound right. Her coloring was off as well. He would have noticed it even if she were wearing makeup. The way she ignored traffic could be attributed to the constant honking that she received. He remembered that all too well from before he had been locked away. To her, it was just one more small thing to ignore. When she asked him if he would go with her somewhere, he actually tripped a little. Fortunately, he managed to catch himself before he fell flat on his face.<br/><br/>"Of course, Beautiful," he told her. "You name the place and I'll take you by the hand straight there. Where are we going? Seattle? Los Angeles? Montana?"<br/><br/>His mind was racing. What was she thinking? Where was she wanting to go with him? How could he get her some medicine to fight whatever illness she had contracted? Damn, they didn't have a doctor on the lists just yet. One part of his mind began working some scenarios to try and get her free doctor's visits while the other one hung on her every move, her every word.