She moved up slightly as he stroked her, the covers falling away and letting her see the bandages across her midriff for the first time, as well as reminding her where she was "Oh fuck me..." She mumbled, looking down "How... much was broken? It felt like... well, a lot..." She asked of him, even as she realised there was an IV drip in her right arm, leading to two bags. One, some kind of liquid to sustain her, the other labelled "Morphine"