It takes a long time for Khan to consider the offer, lips pressed thin and eyes searching Julian's face. He's certain he can set his ribs on his own, but the internal bleeding is leaving him chilled, his fingers numb. And the good doctor isn't lying about what he plans to do.

It's a risk, but the odds are in his favor. Any deviation in treatment can be dealt with if it happens - there's little chance the Julian would be able to stop him. And it's clearly something of a peace offering, some small overture of trust.

"Very well." The assent comes grudgingly, but it comes nevertheless. Don't make him regret agreeing.