"No." Patrick felt absolutely awful, he didn't think he could deal with the twins right now, no matter how much he adored them. "Can you text Clio and let her know where I am? Just tell her I'll be fine, she doesn't have to leave Ella and come down here."
He could tell the guilt was eating at George. "It's just a little swelling, I don't even need surgery." Or he wouldn't as long as they could take care of the swelling now.