He puts his hands on Casper's shoulders, and tries to help him sit up. It's not hard, when he's got Glamour running, but he's trying to be gentle. "Okay, sit up and we'll look at that real quick."

Gil knows Bob's voice is technically in his brain, but the ear on the bird's side still twitches and looks at him. "...I mean, it's better to shut down your pain response than your emotions..." He doesn't like either on principle though, if his tone wasn't obvious.