"Aw, shucks," Ellie says, forcing a grin but it was still tinged with very real and active worry.

She watches him as he closes his eyes and she checked over him again - but after replacing the bandage there wasn't exactly a lot she could do. So instead she pulls her knees up to her chest, shifting a little closer towards him, and gently pats his shoulder.

"I'll take hernia stories too, if you want to give them. Or, you know, I could shut up for a bit. Is there anything else I can do for you...?"