He chuckles lightly. "I'll see what Bar recommends."

Having seen some of her scars, he's surprised that none of them have been the result of serious injuries.

"Wow, you really must be lucky. I guess you could say the same for me, given my job, 'cause I only ever had to stay overnight in a hospital, like-- once or twice, really, a couple times when I was younger just for smoke inhalation. But years ago, there was this fire in an apartment building, and I was carrying an unconscious guy-- he was drunk or high out of his mind-- down this flight of stairs. The stairs collapsed, and we fell straight through, right onto these metal spikes. They were like part of a railing or a fence or something. I caught one in my hip."

Pausing, he smirks. "I'd show you the scar, but if someone walked in, they'd get the wrong idea."