From where Celeste sat on his bed, he would find that she smiled a bit.  It was a warm expression, even if he would be able to see the darkness beneath her pale orbs and a bit of a slouch in her posture.  The nurse rarely slept well and didn't take the best care of herself, as most of them didn't.   There just wasn't enough hours in the day to do her work, sleep and eat, and perform adequate self care.

"Well, my shifts max out at eighteen hours, and my contract means I'm off the floor at least two days a week.  When I'm here and it's quiet and not chaos, I'll do my best to be here.  As it stands, you're my most critical patient right now, so you're allotted most of my time as it is."  Rising, Jason would be exposed to the fact that Celeste was pretty shrimpy - barely five feet, and generously curved.  Despite her small stature, her presence made up for it.

"I'm going to grab some supplies to get you cleaned up, and I'll need to change some of your bandages.  Find something good to listen to, yeah?"  Those same legs carried her from the room, cracking the door behind her.  Though it would likely feel like a lifetime to Jason, the nurse soon knocked and entered again with an armload of supplies along with a basin.

The hot water was run in the bathroom before the basin was filled and her supplies brought to be rested on his table.  Gloves were pulled from her pocket as she seemed to settle in for the task.  "Do you want to be shaved or are you going for the mountain man look while you're stuck here with me, handsome?"