It's.. ah better than it sounds. [ Is all he can offer in explanation. Perhaps he could tell more at another time, but with the way his body was taunting him he wasn't able to think of a better answer for him. His reply is still voice, if only because he didn't have the capacity to text at the moment. ]
Oh, I'm just peachy. [ A slow, pitiful sigh, that he tries to muffle. ] You know-- just another day in Ariel. [ He tries to laugh but it sends a pulse of pain through his ribs and rips another groan from him. ]
[It's difficult to offer comfort over written word--so to speak--and he wishes he could do more. But beyond the packages, Thane has little else to offer through this particular medium of his.]
Another day that's taken a rather harsh turn. Please take care of yourself, Nivans.