[ Hey. Hey, she lost a lot of blood and then you gave her the good stuff, blackmail at this point would be a really terrible use of anything she might happen to do. And she is doing pretty well, she's doing great. She would like to think she's doing fantastically, personally. Her gaze flickers down to his finger as he pokes her, eyes narrowing as she looks back up at him. ] If you think you can just get away with stuff because I'm hurt you're in for a surprise.

[ Yeah, well, minorly. Partially she did have a moment of temporary panic back there and thought of a shitload of things she'd never said to him but wanted to someday, but they were all the kinds of things you can't say to somebody if you're going to die because that's a genuinely shitty thing to do to someone. At least in her estimation it is. ] Well, awesome. Thank you, Doctor Stark, pleasure being in your care, can I get up now?