Faolan watches the other man carefully as he begins to cut up food in preparation for their sandwiches. He can see how careful he is being with his movements, not only with the knife but in the general way he's moving around too. He wishes that there were something he could do to help. He'll have to wait until the other man puts the knife down at least.

"Heat would probably also help," he tries to suggest, helpfully. "If you've got a heating pad or... A hot bath?" So long as he doesn't fall asleep in it, that is.