[He quietly steps sideways a few feet, aware of her discomfort.]

Give me a little credit, doc. I'm not a five-year-old doing a knitting project.

[He sucks in a breath and the world tips up and down, making him stagger for a moment. He humorously wonders, despite this, how she always catches him at the times he's hardly able to walk.]

Considering some of the types of people I attract, I might have to start learning self-stitching anyway. Before the doctors in town cramp their hands.