Finnick figured Levi must have dealt with a lot of this in the past; injuries, blood. He's relieved that Levi doesn't seem to take issue with it, at least not enough for it to show outwardly.

Finnick winces slightly at the pressure of Levi's hand, but then his face relaxes again as the pain dissipates. He closes his eyes and takes a deeper breath than he's been able to take since the attack, and it doesn't feel like a stab to his lungs.

"Oh, that's so much better, love... Thank you." The little pet name slips out in the euphoria of his relief. But as he blinks his eyes open, Levi looks to be in pain.

"Wait, are you... Does it hurt you?" His brows instantly knit together in concern.