<strong>Tosh trying to reassure Brady</strong><br/><br/>He understood the pressure Brady was under as well as his concern, but at that moment, Tosh also saw the necessity for action.  "That is true.  Many of the crew have been affected by our current situation.  It is a trying time, but do not get too caught up in it all.  There are many here, yes, so do your job to help them and get them out of sickbay.  Your job, after all, is to keep us all healthy."  The man said.<br/><br/>When Brady reached up again to touch his face which must have seemed like a specter of his previous image, Tosh welcomed it.  He smiled slightly to the younger male.  "I agree with the sentiment, but even if we weren't in this dilemma, time would march on."  Tosh took a long moment to stare at the slightly changed face of his new friend.  For a moment, his stern and collected appearance wavered.  His arms lifted, and he wrapped them around Brady's waist, pulling him into a strong embrace.<br/><br/>"Do not be afraid.  I don't plan on going anywhere."  He said deeply while he held Brady close.  However, just as fast as the embrace occurred, his hands left the smaller frame of the ensign.  "I have to get back."  He simply stated before turning and leaving.<br/><br/>Tosh fled sickbay like he was fleeing for his life.  His guard had been dropped, and all by a mere human.  Oddly, the short few seconds that Brady was in his arms was the best he had felt in a very, very long time.