His expression softened a little when he noticed that cringe and God, he didn't know what to do, but his hand started to stroke through her hair again lightly. "I'll get you something later when I go for a bite. How's a burger sound?"

He probably shouldn't and maybe he'd try to weasel out of it, but if it'd make her feel better... Didn't know what was going through her head right now exactly, but he's sure the prospect of surgery had her feeling bad enough.