Greg grinned his way through a grimace. He'd rather keep this from devolving into bickering. "Ehh, just a rib. It's not going to start poking anything, so there's nothing to worry over."

There was a pretty important point getting glossed over, though. "She's ready to let you out as soon as that food's gone, y'know. Skimping on meals sure doesn't help things stitch back together faster, either." Hospital food's not great, sure, but Greg's never liked the idea of wasting anything remotely edible. If Casey wouldn't eat it, he'd take it. For the greater good.