[He laughs without any humor to it as he sits down beside her. He wipes the sweat from his face with his left hand.] Nah.

The cure is worse than that. You have to talk about all the feelings you aren’t talking about. Emotional honesty and all that...stuff. It doesn’t close up the wounds so,

[He lifts his shirt, exposing his flat stomach and the hard lines of his chest covered in bandages.] No sparring for me for a bit.