"Okay," he nods. He recognizes the name of the drug -- it's an opiate, and that suits him just fine. A few seconds later, he gives Bruce a rather weak smile, although considering what he's just gone through, it's probably the strongest smile he can muster. "Thanks for..."

He gestures to the stitches, not knowing exactly how to phrase it, but knowing that Bruce will understand what he means anyway. He's always been suspicious of doctors, but in this instance, he might have to reconsider his stance; Bruce has been nothing but helpful to him, even if getting the stitches hadn't exactly felt great.