I did. I wasn't looking where I was going, and I stepped in a trap.

[That the trap was set deliberately for people isn't a necessary part of the explanation. There's mild discomfort as Falco works on his injuries, but he seems to have a practiced hand. Paul leans over slightly to watch, humming quiet approval at what he sees.

It helps masks his uneasiness at his growing sense that he should be doing something else beyond this. He thinks back, rifling through his own memories for a comparable moment.]

...do you want to talk about what happened back there? You don't have to, but I'm a good listener.