[ Watching her seemingly magically wipe away her injury almost distracts Reid from what he's feeling. Almost. ]

Um. [ He pauses to self-assess, blinking quickly. ] Like I want to run a marathon. Which is not normal even when I'm not injured, [ he adds unnecessarily, flexing his knee and then shifting all of his weight onto it to test. His eyes widen at what he finds. ]

Wow. I know what you said, but there's hearing it and then there's-- I almost lost this leg, did I mention that? [ In short, yes, he was in more pain than he was letting on, as well as mentally forming a sort of hyper-protectiveness around the injury, afraid of exacerbating it and crashing his miracle recovery. Reid looks both relieved and incredulous and like he got a pure shot of adrenaline, as she'd warned, making him talk much faster and practically start bouncing on his heels. ] The entire knee joint disarticulated, and connective tissue and peripheral nerve regeneration takes an extraordinarily long time, I think you just jump-started me by fourteen weeks?