[Wow, that's surprising. Fulbright usually isn't one to jump when addressed. Blackquill makes note of his partner's condition as he flips through the report. Trial against Starbuck postponed, new trial for the bombing coming soon, state of the courthouse, etc. etc. His stern look slowly turns into a small smirk as he finishes reading it.]

Well done, Fool Bright. [He coughs briefly. Augh, his chest is still killing him and it's difficult to stay sitting up like this. He holds a hand to his chest as he takes a few shaky breaths. But he continues on as if there were no interruptions.] I am honestly impressed with the quality of your work this time around. I always knew that the "bright" in your name was not simply an unfortunate form of irony.

[Don't act like he's going to keep up the compliments for long or anything. Just laying on a little Simon Says. He's going to keep trying, okay.]