"Mm." Honestly, he isn't sure. He's still glowing, full of endorphins.

Sweeney exhales his smoke and twists. The bandage is stained, but given what he'd gone into the Infirmary with, he has no reason they'd done any serious stitch splitting. The depth that it is would leave little question about whether it was open or not.

"A'right." That's the best assessment he's got. It still stings, but that's pretty much an all the time thing.