She wouldn't be scared for him if only he'd listen. It wasn't like she was asking him not to help people. Not only did she know him well enough to know that wasn't going to happen, but she also knew she'd fight him tooth and nail if he said the same to her. But why couldn't he be just a little more cautious?
While his head settled, she waited, running through the fatalities in her head. When it looked like he wasn't going to faint or get sick, she squeezed his hand reassuringly and continued speaking. "You already know about Natasha. My friend, Regina. Lydia. Andrew. A few others I didn't know very well. And so many injuries." She waved her hand around the medbay where his was not the only occupied bed by any means.
"You're staying till they release you, Robin. It isn't my choice to make, nor is it yours. Right now you're in no shape to argue."