[He just gives an non-committal sound to that as he waits for her to get up so they can get outta there and wait for the cab. Granted, it sounded like a better idea than it actually was, seeing as outside is fucking cold, but somehow he's less irritated in the cold, than he was in the hospital.

At her question, he glances at her, and mulls on what to say. It'd be pointless to lie, and that's really not his style anyway. Looking out towards the parking lot, he forces a grin. A good enough compromise, he thinks.]

Just a small fracture, nothin' big. [You know, it's ONLY his neck.] They said about four to six weeks, but I'll take it off when I'm sick of it.

[...Which means probably earlier than that.]

...You really liked that, huh?