[A dislocated shoulder...? Darkleer's shoulders slump in relief. Just a dislocated shoulder. That's it.]

Thank goodness, I thought it was something worse. [Don't ask what he was imagining.] Gamzee, come, come and sit down on the couch and I'll take a look...

[Running a hand through his hair to straighten it out, he uses the other to fetch a band from his belt. It'll be easier to do his work if his hair out of his face... and he wants to at least look like he's in control.]