"Will marshmallows make you shut up?" Said while getting out a pair of rubber gloves, and all the workings for field medic style first aid.

Grouching is easy, as it serves as a distraction for both of them. He grabs one of the packs of fluffy white horrors and hands it over. "Let me have a look?" And, this time with less grouch: "Feeling queasy at all? Cold?"