He lets out a huff, but it's not even close to a chuckle, too tired to manage too much amusement. He does appreciate the reference, though.

"How about we patch you up first, then try something a little weaker than that? It's not a good idea for you to pass out just yet."

Once he's sure there are no concussions or some internal bleeding, then he'll give her some painkillers. For now, though, she'll have to endure for a little while longer.

Helping her up onto the table, he starts by taking the small electric torch and leaning in to inspect her eyes.

"Is there anywhere that hurts more? Or anything you think might be broken?"