That's very sweet of you, Matt.

[she tugs at his arm, now that he's angled towards her, and maybe he'll realize that she's motioning at him to lie down on the bed with her.]

—but you're going to worry about me being in pain as much as I'm going to worry about you going out and about at night, playing vigilante in the Cities. [there's nothing for it; it's just how things are.] I'm being careful. I know you are, too.