"I figured." Both to the stinging and the taking a while.

"Hopefully Weyoun won't actually have a heart attack when he sees." She smiles, but that pulls at the incisions oops. So she smiles kind of lopsidedly. Oh well.

She readjusts her hand over the bandage. "How soon do you think I can eat? I'm hungry." Let's not ponder that carving up her face made her want stew.