The man didn't know whether to feel impressed or irritated at that. He finished knotting his tie before he set to closing his vest. He didn't have but the suit he came in with, and while it appeared to be a little frayed in places, he had been especially meticulous about keeping it clean.

The nurse had been adamant that he wouldn't be given a razor or nail clippers or anything sharp while up on the rehab floor. Gold would appear more put together if he didn't have the beginnings of a beard on his face, and its presence leaves him more on edge than anything.

"So you can come back and resume your job once you're certain I haven't hung myself from some dingy hotel rafter somewhere, yes?"