"I think the loss of his shirt's gonna be the last of his concerns when he wakes up," Steve returns wryly as he takes the scissors and shifts so he can reach the bottom edge of Matt's shirt, carefully but quickly slitting the cloth.

"I can get pillows," Foggy says quickly, pushing himself up and heading for the bedroom, doing his best not to run, just needing to do something useful. It's only a moment or two later before he's back with them.