Blythe let loose a breath of a laugh. All right. After all she'd learned of her prying these last few days, she knew that pressing him for every detail would be a disaster in the making. The last thing she wanted was an argument with one of the few people she truly got along with in Asgard.
"Your toe, hm?" She said agreeably, wondering where his feet were. Auras were not that informative. Blythe wondered how to respond to that - would he like a foot massage? There would be no need for medicine over it. And the easing of tension in the feet was a swell way to calm a person and his aura. But she wasn't sure if Ryuzaki was the sort to allow her that sort of remedy. "What rock was this? Were you outside?"