[Sighs, irritated, but goes grab one of the pillows, yanking off the pillowcase and sitting down beside him, hands gentle when he moves to push his hair aside so he can see the wound as best he can]
... Not even a day. I thought you'd gone outside again, was just going to go look for you again when you came to me instead. [...] [Presses the pillowcase very tentatively to the wound] How long was it for you?