Trauma Care
"I did go to medical school - had a rotation in the ER - I know what I'm doing."
Stabler feels quick but gentle fingers clean and bandage his wound, hears the soft apology whenever he winces in pain, sees guilt in dark eyes.
"It was your pen but it - this - wasn't your fault." He sees surprise in dark eyes. The shrink isn't used to being analyzed.
Huang helps him back into his shirt.
Stabler turns on his way out. "Hey, Doc, ya wanna grab a burger and a beer?" He sees gratitude in dark eyes.