Sarah was well aware that he was shaming himself by not being able to jump back into action and acting normal. She knew better than to let his damaged pride risk his health, and her fingers stroked his skin just above the bandages that she had applied to his body. His glance was met with a pleasant smile on her part before she leaned up to purposefully press a kiss to his cheek.

"That's a boy," she murmured affectionately as she dropped a hand to grasp a damp cloth. She stepped to one side, still supporting him, but she began to wash away the signs of blood from his skin. His trousers needed a wash, and she already knew a way to get him out of them. She simply washed the blood away.

"Which means you should probably have one. It's just a precaution," she said before leaning up and whispering in his ear, "think of all the things I could do to you if your muscles freeze up, hmmm? Maybe it's better without the injection."