He appreciates not having to worry too much. He's sure if it was just her, she would be pushing herself a lot more. Maybe not quite being reckless, but definitely harder on herself. He's glad that a side benefit of him worrying about her makes her a little kinder to herself and more patient with her body.

Ted grabs a sweater and puts it over his shoulder, then his crutches which he hangs off his arm, then heads towards the living room. "You want some food or drink before we head out?"