Glancing down at Isobel, he rested a hand on her shoulder. "I know I don't have to. But I would like to." When she didn't protest, he looked to the nurse and nodded. As the wheelchair was turned around, Archer looked to Luther with a slight incline of his head. "Thank you very much, Inspector. Your help has been invaluable. I'll arrange my own transportation back to the building."
Without waiting for a conversation with the other man, the scientist turned his back on the car and followed the team of medical professionals into the hospital. This had gone well. And it was all for the best.