[Let him do all that pesky worrying. He can handle it... eventually.
And -
Oh, right. His temperature.]
Yeah... [he breathes, unflinching and hot under her palm, and manages to dredge up a smile.] I - uh... I just wanted to get out for a little while. But I guess I just messed up my recovery time a little, huh?
[Yeah, he sure did. The binds he was wearing over his stab wound (fancy that, they share a wound in common) were already getting stained from the tension he'd put the injury through. The stitches were probably not in the best of shape as they had been before. He reckons someone will be in to adjust that problem soon enough.]
[Action, Clinic]
[Let him do all that pesky worrying. He can handle it... eventually.
And -
Oh, right. His temperature.]
Yeah... [he breathes, unflinching and hot under her palm, and manages to dredge up a smile.] I - uh... I just wanted to get out for a little while. But I guess I just messed up my recovery time a little, huh?
[Yeah, he sure did. The binds he was wearing over his stab wound (fancy that, they share a wound in common) were already getting stained from the tension he'd put the injury through. The stitches were probably not in the best of shape as they had been before. He reckons someone will be in to adjust that problem soon enough.]