West didn't trust anyone easily, and he had let Daniel in a lot further than he let anyone short of Hans Gruber in, and at least Hans had the decency to die instead leaving or betraying him, that in truth would forever be how Herbert felt in some way. Still, better to keep Daniel close, part of him would always crave being in the others good graces.

After all, Daniel did take care of him when he couldn't be bothered to take care of himself. Daniel fed him, made sure he left the work at times, reminded him to rest, and kept him company. Maybe that was why he hated the women, the idea that one day that care would be removed all together in favor of a womans love instead of his coldness.

Herbert had killed the rest of them before he left. They were gone and into the incinerator, along with Hill's head.

"I digress." He spoke as he stood up, finally lifting Dan's bandages looking over the stitches. "That fool couldn't even do a good job. No wonder you are shifting in pain. I should have done this myself." He complained, before putting the bandages back. "You will have another scar, my apologies." He spoke still standing. "No, Miss Halsey will pick you up tomorrow when you are discharged. She will drive you home, where you will be welcomed and heal more. I wont promise to be there, but, I will see you again soon, very soon. So, do rest."