She might be embarrassed, but he doesn't mind helping at all. It's just what he does, and he's happy to be useful.

Sam nods, maneuvering so that he can get at the back of her head and gingerly brushing the hair out of the way so he can get a look at the bump.

"Other than being tired and your head hurting, do you feel unwell at all? Dizzy, nauseous, anything like that." He gently prods at the bruise, testing her reaction.