Kyan pocketed his phone after sending Walker the text, then went and filled the glass by the sink with some water, bringing it back to Trey. "Jesus, no. Your attorney brain is nearly giving me a migraine and I don't even get them. How do you go from zero to Justin wants to destroy you all the while with your head in a puke bucket? Justin hasn't said a word. I was just asking if he implied something to you that he didn't want you dating people he's connected to. You've self-sabotaged every relationship with a person he's linked to. Brendan, Ari, now Ash. Or are you just bugged out by commitment? It's not as scary as it sounds, you know. In fact, it's fucking amazing. And no, long-term relationships or marriage do not ruin your sex life. Reec and I are better than ever. Actually, her pregnancy hormones are wearing me out but that's another story entirely. I just don't see the problem with you and Ash going on a couple of dates together. You're both allowed a private life away from work and knowing how much the two of you are workaholics, fuck knows you both need one." His phone beeped with an incoming text message and he checked it again while he waited for Trey to be ready to take some water. "Walker's going to come by in a couple of hours. He wants us to try the temperature therapy in the meantime and to try to get electrolytes into you. I also don't get why you're worried about bothering him with this shit. He's a doctor, sick shit is literally what he gets paid to do. So, broth, Gatorade, or another attempt at a freezer pop?"