Jean placed a gentle hand on his bandaged chest, keeping him against the bed sheets. "She is in the next bed, don't worry she is going to be okay", she reassured him gently and brushing his hair from his swollen face with slender fingers. "You both took quite a beating." She frowned at her own words, mad that he had pushed her back and taken the blows for himself. She could have protected him or tried and he saved her like a damsel in distress.