Insp Philo: A person.
Insp Michael: I'm serious, who is he?
Insp Philo: Why? A friend, brother, everything... Please just as I don't pry into your personal affairs, don't either.
Insp Michael: Are you doing this to deliberately hurt me.
Insp Philo: it's the right thing to make good friends and that's exactly what I'm doing.
Here is your food.. You will need to sit up to eat.
Insp Michael: Can I sit on the chair beside you?
Insp Philo: Sure, it's fine.
Insp Michael: My hands are heavy and weak because of the drip, can you please feed me.
Insp Philo: Sure, it's the right thing to do.
Insp Michael: There you go with your phrase (smiles)
Insp Philo: (smiles back). She feeds him.
After she was done feeding him, she told insp Michael to go back to his bed, so he can relax to enable her to give him some massage around his shoulder, so that he can rest.
Insp Michael: Please let it be here instead.