Ravi sighs and decides that maybe he'll have to concede to having some nightmares if Major were in dire trouble. "If I was the last surgeon in the world, you'd probably let me, but keep in mind that live subjects aren't really my thing," he feels honour bound to remind him. "I'd probably harm you and you wouldn't get to have children just by virtue of my inexperience," he confesses pointedly.

"But yes, I would put aside my reservations and fears and help you," he guarantees, as any best friend would.