"Okay." That worked for him. He felt better about not having to make any real choices just yet, shrugging lightly at the mention of painkillers.

"Maybe? Could just be placebo effect though. Never really tested it." He assumed they worked at least somewhat. His metabolism seemed about the same, at least from what he could tell so he shouldn't be burning through medicine at a faster rate than normal.

"I can do that." Instructions helped. He was still shaky, tone still wobbly like he could tip right back into that downward spiral of panic he'd been in, but instructions were a focus he'd grab at for the moment. And while he was reluctant to move from the blankets, he'd do so now, setting the shawl aside carefully to start shrugging out of the uniform. He had bike shorts underneath so wasn't too bothered, even if the bruises and burns littering him likely weren't gonna make Steve any happier to see.