"Good, that's good," Faith nodded distractedly already looking back at the rubble and trying to figure out which pieces would be safest to move.
"Huh, oh me," She brushed her fingers over the already healed gash in her head. "This, but it's no worries. Couple'a cracked ribs but I can handle those. And my shoulder." She gestured at her left shoulder. "Think it's dislocated, wanna pop it back in for me?" she grinned weakly.