[Jeremy instinctively puts his hand up to the bandage, shielding it. His skin is still pale and he looks dead on his feet.]

They patched me up okay.

[He grimaces as he hoists his shirt collar up, trying to cover himself up even more. It hurts. The SQUIP never used to let Jeremy feel pain like this before, and even now he still expects the SQUIP to be able to fix it for him if he lets it.]

Spend the effort fixing yourself, huh? [He nods towards the horns and winces again from the movement.]