"Thank you," Cuddy said to the nurse. She knew House would instinctively react negatively to being told what to do. The fact their time together was rapidly running out would only make him more reluctanct to comply. She felt a certain heaviness in her chest, too, because she hated the thought of leaving House, especially when she wasn't sure exactly when she'd be able to see him again. That would depend on both House and Junior. However, there was no point in antagonizing the nurse. He was only doing his job. He'd probably seen all kinds of behavior. Being argumentative or non-compliant wouldn't faze him; it would only reflect poorly on House.

She took his hand and gently urged him toward the path. She didn't try to hurry him. She was in no hurry to go back inside herself and she figured as long as they were moving toward the entrance, the nurse would be satisfied.

"Is there anything you want me to bring you next time I come?" she asked. She didn't like thinking about leaving him but it helped to plan for the next visit. Thinking ahead to next time had a more positive feeling. It helped remind her this was not permanent or forever. She would be back. And eventually--hopefully soon--she wouldn't need to visit because he'd be back home with her.

"Things you're allowed to have, I mean," she added, giving his hand a squeeze. "Don't ask me to bring in contraband. Neither one of us needs to be getting in trouble with the people in charge."