"Difficult, I imagine, to avoid it completely when you work someplace where you're practically surrounded by it—or worse." He waited for her to unlock the front door before stretching his arm forward to hold it open and allow her in first, balancing the grocery bag in one arm at that point.
"Now, get comfortable, for god's sake, whatever you need to do to get off your feet. Doctor's orders." He smirked a bit, wandering into her home, probably in search of her kitchen.