You read my mind, poppet. [ He leans in to plant a kiss on her head, free arm carefully draping around her in a one-armed hug. This up close she can probably tell that there's a fair amount of neatly wrapped bandages around his torso — they didn't just give him a blood bag and sent him on his merry way. ]
Think you'll make it back home or should we just break into a room here?