That's cold. You know, someday you'll be in your nineties too.

[he hopes. guys like sam deserve long, happy lives. hanging out with steve might be a little counterproductive on both parts. steve smiles at the good-natured ribbing, but it fades as he concentrates on applying the medicine.]

I guess you really must've missed the sky. [steve's voice is quieter, thoughtful.] I hope you didn't feel like you had to do this.