[ Finn's not one to hover and fuss when he can tell it's unwanted. Well, unless there's a really good reason. The wound on James's arm doesn't look great but it's not a good enough reason. ]

Bruised. Sore. [ He presses a little higher, winces a little more, but it's nothing major. ] But no breaks, I think. Feels all right.

[ Sort of. Clearly. He lowers his arms to try relaxing his muscles a bit, letting out a sigh. ]

Stabbing them doesn't work, though. I tried. A lot. Need something special to kill those things... because all of this wasn't complicated enough.