"Well, I wasn't no Brad Pitt or nothin', but I guess I weren't too bad, neither."

He sees her expression shift and looks ahead, seeing the green steeple ontop of the hospital. Working his throat he turns, and navigates the parking lot.

After they've stopped he looks over at her.

"S'gonna be alright, Kate. Bill's good at takin' knocks an' comin' back from 'em. He'll be just fine."