Alyssa looked at him shake his head and bit her lip. "Okay. Why don't we walk to the clinic? You can get stitches there." The clinic meant she'd worry less about him passing out from a concussion or something.
"Uh, yeah, I can't tell if you're trying to be tough or something, but my maternal instinct says we're going to the clinic." She held out a hand to help him stand if he needed help.