The locked nature of his demeanor resolves under the pressure of a faint smile, uneven and incomplete.

"I'm fine." A conclusion quickly reached from a relative standpoint, and from any standpoint worth his time and interest. The pain in his shoulder has not completely faded following its initial flare, nor has that collection of raw and searing nerves regressed to their painless baseline, but he found both discomforts negligible and he will not devote undue thought or worry to anything so insignificant. He has this as a policy, and that is vastly preferred. "Frankly, that's not what I'd consider my primary concern."

He closes the distance gapped between them, to all exterior appearances untroubled and unhurried, indicating her arm in its sling with a subtle tilt of his head. "Are you?"