"Oh, a bit," Carlos said, raising his brows back at Gael and that smirk. "My shoulder feels worse than my leg." Which felt wrong, really. A sword had gone through his leg, and it certainly ached like hell, but his shoulder throbbed as the pain medicine wore off, and even if he hadn't been told as much by the doctor, he would have had some idea that he shouldn't move that arm.

He shifted the pillow so it was more behind that shoulder and glanced at the screen before glancing back at Gael. "You know, I was told that having television in the bedroom ruined your sex life."