He managed to look up before he winced. If a few ribs weren't broken he'd be very surprised. Plus his hand hurt way worse then it really should. Still he could see the table was broken, and Normandy was only now poking his head out from where he'd been hiding.
"Yup," He cursed as he sat up and called the dog to him to make sure Normandy hadn't gotten caught in the middle. That would make him feel bad. "I think I broke my hand."