She lets him get on with his work without attacking him this time, inspecting his makeshift bandages and copying them when she uses the tape.

"Thanks, Howie." It's blunt and quick but at least she's said it now.

Settling down into the sleeping bag, she rolls onto her side and looks at him, small smirk on her lips. "Can't believe we're back here already, huh?"

Her tone is teasing, because if she doesn't mock the situation, what else can she do but worry about it as she tries to sleep?