"Mm." He's never liked the idea of relying on medication. He knows it can be helpful for some people, but it feels more like a crutch for him. Even when he'd broken things in the process of learning martial arts, he'd resisted pain medication as much as he could.

Ciro doesn't need to even finish the aborted sentence. 'I don't think you're crazy', or something like that. "... Maybe I'll look into that. But not resting probably can't be helpful - how many hours have you slept over the past few weeks, getting ready for the Flower Festival?" He's teasing, but... he is worried.