[he nuzzles her back, then blinks, and glances over his shoulder at the half-unloaded bags on the countertop before looking back up at her.]
Er, I have groceries. I have procured additional packages of bacon. [passionately:] But I shall not be deterred from the subject! Have your Defense Force comrades not been assisting you in monitoring the brute?
[he reaches up and gently touches the edge of the bandage]
How many more times must you come home hurt until he is 'pacified'?