He glanced over at her when she mentioned the hospital. "Of course," he said, and took the bag from her. "Are you alright?" If she was still going to the hospital for follow-ups, she must have been hurt worse than he thought. When he'd seen the bruises on her days before, he'd known that he'd hurt her much worse than she'd let on at first. And whether or not she'd practically egged him on at the time, it had clearly been bad enough for her to be admitted to the woman's shelter.
"How's your hand?" he asked. The fact that it was covered in a mitten made him a little suspicious of the sort of state it might be in.