"God, yeah," Lexie says, nose wrinkling slightly. Even she can't imagine trying to do something like that, and she can see perfectly fine, though she also, by some miracle, summons up enough tact not to say so. (It isn't that she doesn't know she says dumb things sometimes, when she gets ahead of herself; it's just that she can't always help it.) Whether that's actually how he hurt himself or not, it's kind of impossible to tell, but she supposes he'll say it if he really wants to. More important is that it get treated, and she can take care of that. "I'm not even sure how a person would go about getting up there, let alone fixing one."