Alexander felt slightly relieved when Arcturus agreed to contact the others from his world. He knew how proud and independent he could be, but even he could see that there was no shame in asking for help in circumstances such as these.
"Good, we might have some luck yet," he smiled reassuringly. He nodded at his explanation, because the potion aside it was the very thing he would do with Philip if it had been the other way around. Kept him on bed rest with his arm as still as possible.
"No, we didn't tend to do much for broken bones. You might get a couple of wooden splints to bandage around, that keeps it still without him having to think about keeping it still," he suggested.