The point had been made, and it was one he didn't have much leverage to argue with. Had the situation been reversed, he would have been just as insistent that Reid never keep that sort of thing from him. He owed it to Reid, and he knew it.

"I'll tell you," he promised. He'd seen how well it had worked out, keeping it hidden. His hand probed gently at his wounds, trying to assess the damage. "How bad was it?" Most of the pain was still dulled by medicine, so it was hard to gauge the true extent.