He catches a very brief glimpse of her background, not on purpose; his eyes are just drawn to the movement of her hands. It looks like it might be them, and he just files it away as something else unexplainable.

He's not annoyed, exactly. He's still upset, still hurt, but he's managed to box up most of these things because he refused to sit around and mope when his girlfriend of two years and best friend decided to call it quits. He spent a long time wondering what he'd done, narrowing it down to asking her to move in with him and wishing he hadn't.

Cassian can see the panic and fear well up in her with the word ruptured and his masks cracks. She's crying. Of course she's crying, she's just been in an accident and had a major surgery! His jaw tightens and he stops himself from going to her, even if the urge is there.

"They expect you to make a full recovery," he offers quietly. "Although they said it will take longer now, a side effect of removing the spleen."