Karen does him a favor and eases off trying to look him over. She's not a nurse, she doesn't know what she's doing. It's likely she'll only make things worse. But it's hard to fight off the urge to push him hard at the shoulder and just force him to be still. It's for his own good, and despite what she assumes he thinks, she does care enough about him to want what's best for his health. He has to go and run his mouth though, something he's so good at doing. Whether or not he means to insult her she isn't sure. It really doesn't matter though, does it? The fact is that he does, and she's grateful that he can't see the look of hurt on her face.

"I learned a while ago that you're willing to choose just about anything over me, Matt." It comes out forcibly flat, because otherwise emotion might seep into her tone and betray the fact that he still is able to make her feel like shit.

While she wants to make him feel like he should choke on his words, the hurt that's stabbing at her is quickly giving way to anger. "God, Matt, do you hear yourself?" Her tone rises and she moves off the bed like he's burned her and she needs to get away. The sound of her heels clicking on the floor is loud as she paces the room. The right thing to do would be to just leave. He's exhausted and she can see that. But Karen sinks her teeth in and won't let go when it comes to Matt, because she's tired too and all she wants is to have her friend back.

"I'm not Elektra. Save your apologies for her."