At least you still have your sense of humour. [Because she would probably laugh at the joke.] As for what you can do for me, you can be a good patient and let me tend to you.

[Speaking of which, she gathers up supplies to clean the wound and makes a start, being as gentle as possible. When that is done, Bela wraps around a fresh bandage and secures it enough before disposing of any waste.]

...Maybe we could cuddle a little without me pressing against your injury.