"Good as I'm gonna be." Under the circumstances. He can't lay in bed all day even if it would be better for him.

He trudges over to the freezer to toss the pack back in, then peruses the fridge for something quick and hearty. They don't have to talk about it. There's nothing, really, to talk about, right?

"Y'know, it always sucks to spar against you, cuz you heal too damn fast."