People had spent their lives watching over him, taking care of him and all the aspects of his life. It was time for him to give a little of it back. "And now it's my turn to take care of you." Wincing at the exact moment she got that out of her mouth, he tilted his head, ignoring the little bit of pain then. "No, you're fine, I promise." He let her take his shirt off, moving only as much as he needed for her to take it off. The bruises on his ribs were a little more profound now that they'd had time to show up, which wouldn't have been so bad if he wasn't still pale.