Bodhi likes to blame everything that's wrong with him on Bor Gullet, so he tells himself this is absolutely a good thing that will fix... a significant number of failings. He doesn't quite believe it, but it's a deception he's used to. Why bother worrying about mundane traumas when you've got a psychic land-octopus to hold accountable? He'll have to forgive Luke that uncomfortable enthusiasm for the worst days of his life.

So he tries to sit back and be quiet. And he does feel... something. He doesn't have words for what it is. And while he means to cooperate, he flinches. The wound was left to fester with nothing he could do for it, but he did what he could to protect it, shied away from the broken places like you'd favor a bad leg. It's shock more than pain, and he doesn't mean to fight it, but he does anyway. Healing hurts.