Lisa gave him a light poke to a bruise. “Stop that you, I’m here as a nurse and nothing more.” she said, but couldn’t hide her smile. His bruises made her weary though. “If you’re going to insist on patrolling would you place go take some lessons? I would offer but I’m not trained and I fight dirty.”
Pulling him up, she gently spun him to take it all in. Mostly bruises, the cut to the head did worry her but it was because she couldn’t see how deep it was. “Go shower, I’ll sit outside the door in case you get dizzy, I’ll be ale to see more once you wash off the blood. Just be gentle and don’t just soap it’ll sting like hell.”
Nudge him away from him she gave him a light swat on the butt. She wanted to get her nursing bit over with and let him get some sleep. Then she could nose about and leave at dawn if he was ok. She knew what serious head injuries looked like, it had her remembering when Len was thrown down the stairs by their dad. She couldn’t even remember why, just the sound of his head hitting the edge of the stairs and going limp on the landing. She was young at that point but she had made sure to know how to care for him since no one else would. There was no saviors or kindness in the house of Snart growing up.
He took a step away from the woman as she poked his bruise. “Not cool! My ribs are still healing, you jerk. “ He paused, as he spun in a circle. “Hey now!” He laughed as she swatted his butt. “I know how to shower, Lis. Help yourself to some food. There’s chips in the cupboard and drinks in the fridge. I can make actual food once I get out.” He smiled, grabbing a towel out of the closet and shutting the bathroom door behind him.
He squealed as the warm water hit the wound on his head. “Holy shit that hurts!” As he showered, he began to feel lightheaded, mostly from the heat of the shower and the pain radiating from his head. He leaned against the back of the shower, away from the spigot as he turned the water a little colder. “I don’t need lessons on how to patrol, you know. It’s mostly common sense. Watch your back, and get the first hit in. Don’t let the guy knock you to the ground. Very simple. I just need to build up my strength and crap.” He said, turning off the shower.
He stepped out of the shower and wrapped the towel around his waist. He opened the door and leaned against the doorframe. The towel sat low on his hips, excentuating the muscles that had become more and more defined over the past month or so. “So, what sounds better? Pasta or pizza?” He grinned before taking a step towards his room. He hadn’t told Lisa about his lightheadedness, as he was only wrapped in a towel and didn’t need to be falling over and losing his towel, showing her everything in the process. “What tickles your fancy?”