Leon frowned when Alex swore, lo9king down at his feet. It was impossible to see if there was an injury under those thick snowboard boots, but that sure sounded like a pained swear.
"No. Nothing hurts. Except where you hit me; I'll probably be black and blue for a few days." He pulled down his scarf so Alex could see he was grinning. "But I can still wiggle my fingers and toes." He demonstrated through his gloves. "Where are you hurt? Think you can make it down?"