"I'll be fine ..." he moved his hands along the bruising, sucking in a breath as he prodded it. "It's deep, but it will heal over time. He moved towards the shower heads, turning one on, turning his back to the spray, and tilting his head back, and doing somethign kind of strange - opening his eyes. Well at least his eyelids. He washed out the sockets, running his hands over his face.