Raine watched him all the while, biting her lip each time he hit something, but otherwise refraining from comment or action. Neither would be at all helpful right now, she had enough sense to know that.

It was possible, perhaps, that she'd been hovering a little much.

His words, though-- Raine nearly flinched, startled at the unexpected hardness in them. Then she jerked her chin up, her instinct to meet his eyes though the exercise would be some kind of pointless. "Self-deprecation aside-- yes, that is part of my aim. I will stop -- hovering -- if I don't fear that you're about to harm yourself being stubborn, and I sincerely doubt you would prefer to remain abed." She found she was coming perilously close to snapping at him, grit her teeth and tamped frustration down. "Come over here, then. If you cannot, I'd request you acknowledge that perhaps you need more rest yet. If you can..." Half a shrug, and a little sigh. "...then perhaps I have been hovering unduly."