"I told you, Andy, I'm not judging!" She laughed, a wave of her free hand to punctuate. "Besides, who's to say there isn't a legion of gay men out there who can only get off to you?" He acted offended, but the smirk gave away something that Lexie interpreted as amusement. She'd take that.
"The military? Wow." Lexie shook her head as she tried to process the whole idea that was this mythical Martha Jones. To Lexie she sounded almost superhuman, especially given what she'd read in the journals. Lexie sort of wondered if she could walk on water, too. In all seriousness, she really did wish that she had met her, just so she knew what was fact and what was fiction.
"Hey, I wanted to make sure.." She responded to his status report on his leg. "You know me, Doctor Lexie Grey, always vigilant." Even if she wasn't a military doctor who could organize an entire clinic on her own and fight off animals and whatnot, she was pretty darn good at her job. Or, at least, she liked to think so.
"Time flies..." Lexie replied, coming up to a stop on the road. The entrance to the gym was actually in sight. 'You okay?' he asked and Lexie had no choice but to think about it. She wanted to be cool and play it all down while at the same time letting him know that he'd helped her more than she could really say.
"I'm doing a lot better," she said with a small smile aimed right at him. It meant a lot to her, having a friend like Andy. Lexie tried not to judge or make assumptions, but when she saw something good in someone? She held on with both fists and she made sure they knew about it. In Andy she saw something genuine, something she couldn't really articulate because she didn't really know what to call it. Loyalty? Friendship? Kindness? Almot a wholesomeness? Whatever it was, it was precious, and not in the sense of cute little kids; in that rare priceless meaning of the word. "Very much thanks to you."