[He stops, tilting his head some as he watches her little brows furrow with concern. Noting how her eyes shift over him finally sort of strikes a chord. He hadn't really considered his own condition when he first woke up. He didn't FEEL anything that would have tipped him off but that didn't always mean that there wasn't something wrong. There were times he'd forgotten he'd been shot or wounded, his high pain tolerance and quick healing was a double-edged blade.
He cast his eyes over himself, finally thinking about injuries and patting himself down. He then looks back to Nill and shrugs. Nothing was wrong.]