Merlin looking like hell was a given. He had just come out of surgery. But it was Brandon's appearance that concerned Jesse. He hadn't been able to see Brandon prior to surgery because he had been finishing a shift on another floor. He had briefly dropped down to see Merlin while he was waiting in the anaesthetic bay before he went in. Merlin told him Brandon was stressed but was in good hands with Wes and Jaxson, who had headed home once they knew Merlin was out and doing okay. They were going to come back to visit Merlin in the morning after he'd had some rest. Jesse rounded to the other side of the bed and ruffled Merlin's hair softly. "How are you feeling, buddy?" he asked and then put his hand on Brandon's shoulder. "Are you feeling okay, Brandon? You look a lil' pale. Do you want me to come back home with you while you get what you need? Damo can take care of Merlin until you get back."