Oh dear, he offers a soft sort of smile. Yes, he can understand the concern.

"Ah, the recent adventure off into the wilderness to find supplies. I had the dubious pleasure of getting attacked by a Wendigo. We were able to kill it before I was made into a tasty snack. But recover is slow without magic, is it not? Thank you for your concern. Would you perhaps be willing to wash this for me?"

Practical as ever. With the thread to his life over, he has no issue moving on to the practicality of life at this moment. And at this moment it seems fruitless to worry about the pain of the leg. Sure, life is more complicated right now, but it is what it is.