[Hah. The fact she nearly changes her mind is sweet, but not something he wants her to get in trouble over. Maybe that's why he simply grits his teeth and hefts his leg up onto the footrest for her to see it better.

He's totally oblivious to how this is yet another example of him bearing things on his own, yet her scrutiny is enough to make him feel ashamed for being so inept as to have gotten wounded like this. He never should've been caught unaware like he had been. But he'd been desperate to get to her...

Now that she's safe and doing better, he doesn't hide his concern for her, biting his lip while she examines him. So composed... A true doctor. He shouldn't have expected any less. He manages a smile at the praise, chuckling softly.]

It was a joint effort. [Both he and Bakugo had had the exact same thought when he went down. Thankfully there was no discussion necessary. Unlike now, where his care will require more detailed efforts.]

...Hiyori... [It hurt like hell, is what he wants to say. But he refuses to admit as much, for both their sakes. Instead, he leans into her touch, eyes fluttering closed as her cooler hand meets his slightly warmer head. A mild fever. Not surprising, really. Nodding, he smiles.]

I'd appreciate that. Maybe you can nurse me back to health~ [Always teasing, making light of the situation. Yet he gladly welcomes her into his arms as she leans in, one hand coming up to massage her back in gentle circles. Chuckling, he hums thoughtfully.]

I'd say right now... probably an eight or a nine. Hurt's like a bitch, if you'll excuse me saying so.