"I know but it's not like I beat them or anything. They're probably thankful I'm their master." His mouth thinned into a flat line, "Maybe I did? You just looked ripe for the childbearing," he joked, giving her a good-natured squeeze to her hand. "Ow! Jesus!" he yelped as she squeezed his hand from the pain. Yeah this was really about to suck.
"Just squeeze my hand when you're in pain, I guess?" Hell he didn't know what the fuck he was supposed to do with this. He was ready to just stand at the end of the bed with a baseball mitt and tell her to fire away.