[he grits his teeth when he sees what Mick's doing with the water, and steadies himself by placing his hands on the couch to let the guy work. Mick knows what he's doing: sadly, they both do. Best to put pride aside for the moment, especially when no one can see him]

Yeah. Me and the Flash both. He's okay, if you're wondering. I might've...

[he makes a non-committal noise himself. Clearly someone decided to do something stupid to get them both free, and that's where the bigger wound that almost nicked his spine came from.

Still, that's over with now, and whatever else he was going to say is thrown out by the sudden arrival of Ember. He frowns down at the tiny dragon, staring at him]

Guess this means I have to return your present.