Silviya laughed, "You'll be in a wheelchair if that's what they say you have to do, I'm not taking any chances, Mr." She poked him gently in the chest to make her point. "And we'll see about celebrations, I want you to have a few days - at least - back at home to settle in and get your legs back underneath you," she really had been so worried. What if it had 'just' been broken bones and such? What if he had died? Magic could do a lot, but it couldn't fix that.
He mood sobered slightly at the thought and she blinked to center herself. No, she wouldn't think of that. She had thought of that too much in those first few days. Nope.
"Tonight, we have movies and all your favorite take out menus and a couch fort just waiting for you.... I've also taken the rest of the week off..." She added, not looking at him, not wanting him to see the concern that was still there so prominently.