Only mildly placated, Winnie settled back in against him, but very aware of moving gingerly and trying not to put too much pressure on him. His explanation had her rolling her eyes and emitting an exasperated sigh. "Clearly you should stick to Hanukkah." A chestnut. Winnie had to shake her head a little, gently at the image.

After a moment, she relaxed more fully against him, closing her eyes as she inhaled his familiar scent and warmth. "Just can't take you anywhere," she mumbled into his shirt. Gingerly she went for the top buttons on his shirt to, sliding her fingers underneath to peek in and see what she could see. Winnie was fairly adept at healing as part of her work, so she wanted to double check and make sure everything was alright.