Oh yes. You own the House and Wilson friendship dynamic. The banter, the way they talk, and don't talk, about the important things, rings true here:

"You used to have more than just your job," House said, not caring that his voice was no longer even. A thin blade slipped beneath scar tissue and sliced up, peeling back the skin to expose all that lay beneath.

"I thought I did." Wilson leaned forward when House flinched. "I needed to know for sure."

Lovely work.

Especially liked Foreman the mercenary. :-)