It's okay Jim, the painkillers are working well. He's touching so gently, pulling a tiny smile at that laugh from Jim. See, he's not that bad. He's still here with you.

"Sure... whoever Stratos trusts. Bones patched up m'head already, ribs'll be all right... just gotta wait for m'hands to heal up."

Stratos nods, scrolling through the numbers and trying to check how they'd compare with his expectations. Where he lingers is on the neurological scan Leonard took while checking for nerve damage. That, he clearly recognizes, and the mage's eyes about light up when Leonard taps a button to make it play out the recorded nerve activity.

"This seems normal enough, given his injuries..."