Keith had turned to present his left side and lifted his arm. With the bandages around his middle, he can guess where it probably is. Missed vitals but he's still bringing his eyebrows down with disapproval. "If it doesn't hurt you're in shock. Take the pills, Keith. I can restock at the temple."

He won't give on this. Shiro pulls back on the anger curling in his chest. Not at Keith, at their situation. They don't have the medical equipment he'd want to have. "We don't have the resources here we'd have in space." He says as he pulls his pillow up, shoving it up against the wall so he can sit up for a while.

"You're going to need sleep whether you let yourself be healed or not. Pain makes that a lot harder." He stretches his legs back out and takes a moment to let himself settle. "The first night is always the hardest, remember?"