"I'm sorry," Noah said again. He would never let go of the guilt. He had hit her.
"Should we go to the medical bay? We can get someone to look at that shoulder," Noah couldn't say that without a wince, "and your other injuries. Some of those cuts may need stitches."
Noah cradled his head in his hands. His head was really pounding. It did that after a flashback and he had a pretty severe injury on top of that. He was determined not to show weakness again in front of Lynne, so he didn't mention that his own injuries might need some attention.