Murphy's eyes met his brother and if he hadn't just spent who knows how long worrying that something terrible had been done to his other half - any time was too long regardless - he would have made a joke of it. But as it was, he sobered up and nodded. Serious under Connor's worried gaze. He laid there, flapped his coat open on his free side to show he was okay, and gave a small shrug, "No new holes in me. You?"