They won't have one. You'd never give anyone a good enough reason to. Besides, you, cheerful? How come I never get to see this 'normal cheerful self' of yours?

[Joking aside, though, Nick believes that first part. All the faith in Monroe, man, why else would he have trusted him enough to even watch out for his aunt?]

All right, we'll stay away from jogging, for now. So you'll do yoga, and Tai Chi. And I saw your clock stuff, there's got to be clocks here for you to mess around with. They're probably medieval clocks, but that's still something, right? And I just meant as an example. What do you need?

[No jogging, then, at least until Monroe has a better handle on himself. But Nick's not just going to let Monroe hide up in his cell and go crazy.

Monroe isn't making him feel bad. Nick's managing that perfectly fine on his own. But they can do this. Nick's had a lot of things lately where he didn't always know the answers, or an immediate solution, and they managed to figure it out.

It might take a little bit longer here, but they'll do it.

Nick gives Monroe's shoulder another squeeze when he starts relaxing.]

Better?