The Doctor helped me best he could after he woke me up.

[She gives a light shrug of her shoulders as she watches his expression carefully. It's hard to tell if he's worried about her or simply annoyed she had let herself get hurt. In turn she winds up frowning, eyes glancing down and away as she lets out a soft exhale.]

I just need to get it properly set and wrapped. And then I'm either looking into painkillers or drinking enough that I don't feel a thing.

[The last part is an attempt at light humor. She's trying to keep him from thinking she's in over her head here, that she doesn't belong with the rest of the people here who have powers and can fight entire armies without any effort at all.]