Bodhi just looks at him for a second, taking in that achy, bone-deep tiredness. He doesn't think it's just the cold. He... He should ask. He will, once the physical needs are seen to. However much he'd prefer curling up and letting Jude fall asleep on him and making sure there was warmth and security enough to last out the night. Those needs are so much simpler.

At least he has to deal with this first. Too wrapped up in psyching himself up to upset both their comfort with potentially important questions, he misses Jude's hand and goes ahead and drops to one knee. This isn't even a gesture particularly meant for Jude. He'd be quite willing to lend anyone his limited first aid skills. "It's--it doesn't look too deep. Um, I think. I'll... try and keep from stinging?"