Well, he did just get tossed against a wall. Besides, it's not that bad. It's a number that still allows him to move around and do what he has to. He has absolutely no intention of just lying down or letting Bones shove some painkiller at him.

"I can handle bruising," he groans as he sits up, holding onto Bones's shoulders as he helps him to his feet. He nods, starting to walk down the hallway. "Let's go then, quickly. I need to find the engine room."