He gave her a smile, it was obvious even to him that something was a bit off with her. Still, it was a rare day he couldn't raise a smile for family.
"Tea? Coffee? Something stronger?" he asked. "And am I rude if I make you get it while I go shower off the sweaty and gross?" he asked. "I mean, you don't want to hug me right now, believe me. And there's pasta bake in the oven which I might be persuaded to share," he said. He knew full well he'd happily share his meal with her, but it came out teasing nonetheless. "Promise I wouldn't be long." Well as long as he came back on crutches so he leg could be definitely dry before his put his prosthetic back on. If he bothered.