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Not as badly as Harley did, at least?

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[ That gets an honest laugh out of him... and then a serious wince and some whining, ow ow ow ow ow. ]

Don't be— ow. Funny. I know that's not usually a problem for you, but...

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Oh shut up.

But, if you don't want me to be funny, what do you want me to do?

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I dunno, what would you do right now if I was somebody else?

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Ask if there was anything I could do, like I literally just did?

And I guess see if I could patch you up at all.

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Well, since you're asking, some ice would be a nice start.

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I guess I can do that.

[Insert fascinating creative description of getting ice here.]

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[ James, with much whining and grunting and intense pain from his ribcage area, manages to push himself up into a sitting position and lean against the couch. ]

You're a peach. Have I said ow yet?