[There is a hiss of pain as she tugs at his arm--the joints were still sore from when he was testing his limits. Other than that initial pain, she touches him rather gently. He feels like he's back with Recovery Girl at UA--scolding and all.]

[She's still not answering questions, but at least she's acknowledge that he has some. That's progress?] I'm pretty sure it's not shattered--ouch!-- [The firm press did not feel pleasant though] --I can still move and bend it, and it's not swollen. It really looks worse than it feels!

[Is that reassuring? Probably not. It looks bad, but it's not the worst thing he's dealt with before. He'd done worse to himself on purpose.]

[When she asks for a manager though, he's flabbergasted.]

I don't know if I actually have a manager, it's just been me here since I woke up.