"No, I know," he told her, smiling shyly. "It's been... I don't remember how long. It's been a long few days. When did we go down to the beach?" He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed for forgetting, which was enough for him to already start finding his shoes to be fascinating.
He started to reach out his right hand first, then thought about the injury and the wrap around it and switched hands. He carefully pulled her up, and tried not to wince as he did.