I shook my head as I watched Casey walk over to where Elliot was busy doing who knows what with the motorcycle. Shaking my head, I snapped back to reality and followed after him.
"What can I help with?" I asked Elliot who seemed to not notice that I was there. He looked way too engrossed with the motorcycle that it felt like I was intruding when he was the one that invited me to come to work with him.
"Are you sure you should be exerting yourself?" Casey asked instead, his eyes slightly narrowed in what appeared to be worry but if there was something I had come to learn about Casey was that his face rarely gave off what he was feeling even when he had a particular expression. "Did your physiotherapist give you the go ahead?"
