I have felt worse. It will pass. It's practically no different than a bad hangover.

(Nicky had.......a weird sense of humor sometimes, okay. But there was no point in lying and said that he felt good right now. But he also wasn't interested in needlessly worrying Shiro either. He was healing. He would be fine. Nicky wasn't really the type to vocalize his discomfort either.)

And you? (He shifts marginally on his elbows, but the pain in his hip is still a little too sharp for him to get far with that movement. He winds up going still shortly after. There was a touch of quiet concern. Shiro couldn't heal like Nicky, so.)

How do you feel, il mio leone? (The term of endearment slips out in Italian naturally, and he honestly doesn't think about it because his brain is half stupid on pain right about now.)

You took your fair share of blows.