He watched the trail of her fingers, wincing for her when she encountered the bruising.

"Gonna be more careful, don't wanna ruin that clean bill of health you've been waitin' for from the doc." More importantly, he didn't want to hurt her.

Wrapping his towel around his waist, he glanced towards they're clothes before he followed her toward the kitchen. Looked like they'd be doing breakfast in the buff. Fun, as long as there was no bacon, because ouch.

"Sure." He nodded, taking the brush. "Be happy to."