[ Krouse winces sympathetically, old pangs of his own coming to mind. ]

You sound like you're breathing okay.

[ That's the most important thing. It sucks, but if he hasn't been deteriorating over the course of the conversation, he's probably fine to tough it out. ]

Now I'm going to sound like the drag, here, but are you sure you should be [ he lifts a hand and twirls his fingers through the air ] doing all that? The city's not on fire. You could go home and get some ice on it.

Mental health is great and all, but I think puncturing a lung the next time someone kicks you in the chest might put a damper on your sanguine mood.