Had he had a worse landing? Not at all. There was a dull pain in his ankles and a bit up in his knees, but nothing serious - his wings had taken a bit off, and his spell had taken most of the rest.
That didn't mean Tom had supposed to be agile. Frowning 'concernedly,' Riddle glanced at Kokera, suddenly assessing. "The rest of you should, too. Sit down - is anything broken?" Calm, reassuring, and utterly fake.
Well, mostly fake. He was a bit concerned with how this would effect his long-term plans, but even the teensiest bit of worry he had for Kokera (more like a worry over a pet fish than anything) didn't measure up. He was still a muggle, even with wings.