Thankfully, his casting today wasn't in too terrible shape. Either the Monks and Archers had gotten better at their arrow shooting/catching antics, or the Riskbreaker had decided to take it easy on everyone involved that day. Perhaps a bit of both was the real solution to this issue.
Hearing someone enter the area, Darius glanced around to see the other Healers were busy at the moment, so, he turned to greet the new comer. Hopefully, they wouldn't be too banged up. Though, his hopes were quickly dashed when he realized precisely who it was. Faram damn it.
A nod of his head was a brief greeting to the other man. Darius' forehead crinkled as his eyebrows rose, taking the cake into consideration with a sigh, a hand would reach out, taking the cake if allowed and putting it off to the side.
"Get up on the cot." His head gave a nod in the direction he needed Drake to move in as gloves were pulled on to begin the examination. "What's broken?"