"That's okay. I'm a terrible patient, so I'd have only been grouchy with you." Gently, Lavender took his wrist, bringing it up to place a kiss on it. "Yeah, look at you trying to protect the wee bairn." For good measure, she gave him a peck on the lips.
Sighing, she sat back and waved a hand dismissively. "Yeah, I'm fine. Wasn't much for them to do aside from apply ointment and bandage me up. So boring."
Giggling, Lavender nodded. "C'est bon," she agreed, taking her glass as Cormac passed it to her. "That sounds so unbelievably perfect, you have no idea."