"Yeah... You and me both," he added almost shyly, still looking down at his hand. Now that he'd noticed the damage, it really did kind of hurt. A lot. In the throbbing, stinging way. Wincing, he wiggled his fingers a little, testing their range of motion, just to make sure nothing was broken. It didn't seem to be, but it wasn't easy to tell with how swollen his knuckles had become.

When he looked up, she'd moved closer, and he hesitated for a second or ten, not quite sure how comfortable he was with her getting too close after the emotional rollercoaster he'd just been on. "There's, uh-- some iodine in the medicine cabinet in the bathroom. It just needs to be disinfected and put on ice for a bit. Maybe get some tweezers, there might be some splinters stuck in there."