[ The first real sign that he's on the mend is probably the fact he rolls his eyes at the guidance; though not in a way intended to be disparaging. ]

Yeah, I know, I'm trying. I'd say you're too young to be giving me medical advice, but— [ mm, nope. He visibly falters, corners of his lips pulling into an unhappy line. Not today. He feels bad enough without adding hypothetical disappointments onto the pile. He shakes his head lightly. ] That's uh, the impression I get, too. Maybe he needs the advice then…