She wasn't pulling away from him, just counting her bruises for a moment. And she was looking for a way to explain it to anyone but them. Saul. Maggie. She didn't even care at the moment. She rolled over until she could kiss his shoulder again. "I have to get cleaned up." And check for blood that she didn't want him finding on her. "I'll be right over there and I won't be long." She touched his cheek. "Nick?"