[Kratos catches his breath for a few moments, reassured no one saw when he hears no footsteps; but when he tries to pull himself to his feet proper his entire body cries out in pain. It takes his breath away again, so he settles seated against the wall once more, breathing evenly.

[He's been noticing a pull in his side since the last attack, but chalked it up to a deep tissue bruise. Now he's wondering if it wasn't something a little bit different.

[He doesn't realise how long he's been gone until he hears footsteps on the stairs, and looks up to see Yuan descending them at an alarmingly fast clip when seen from below. Unlike Kratos, Yuan does not fall.]

I fell.

[It's a bit terse, if only because Kratos is cursing himself.]

I've been -- pushing my leg a bit lately.

[It isn't a lie. It just isn't the whole truth, and even as he says it Kratos isn't entirely sure why he's hiding it, after all this. If he's falling down stairs he's already learned how to navigate, he's in worse shape than he thought.]