It was only a cracked femur, gosh. And his left wrist in a nasty shape too, but it's not that bad. Okay, so maybe these were the sort of things that Riley would normally milk for attention and care, but normally he wasn't working for the Warehouse. He was still getting used to the whole idea that artifacts that were essentially magic were a thing and he'd like to challenge anyone to stay lying down in bed all day with that kind of knowledge. It was easier to ignore the pain and discomfort with an nearly endless archive at his fingertips.

He glanced up from the console, grimacing at Claudia. He felt bad about worrying her, but he was basically hanging on the idea that she just gets it. And while she was giving him a bit of a hard time for being up and about, Riley could tell that she did.

"I needed a distraction. You've kind of got the best one ever here."