His priority was being as far away as possible to be able to regroup properly. They needed to rest and be safe, but he also was realizing that they couldn't be pushing themselves too hard or they might blow out their sutures or collapse a lung or worse. So, this was fine, reducing how stubborn they were for the sake of being safe.

He bowed his head forward to allow Gabe's hand to stroke down further, making a soft moaning noise of pleasure. His breathing was evening out and his eyes closed, not that he would go to sleep but that he was definitely relaxing in this quiet moment.

"You're a misery," he rebutted back, nudging his helmet against Gabe's in return. "But we'll be safe once we get to the place you have in mind. Then it's all healing and eating and sleeping." That sounded like heaven right about now.