Well at least the mess on the floor was take care of and nobody else would wind up in the pink, sticky mess. "I look as though I've fallen into a vat of something sugary at Honeyduke's, but I'm fine. I will likely be sore tomorrow, but that is an ailment of old age and not being able to bounce back like I used to." In reality, Bax was in pretty good condition, but some days he felt age creeping up on him. Whether he was stuck behind a desk all day or on his feet for the long haul, it often left him feeling stiff and sore. Maybe it was the stress, who knew.

"There are worse places to take a spill," At least in the hospital he could go nurse his aching hip with some ice and a pain potion straight away. "Immediate treatment at least." New clothes first. These may be beyond saving... He'd let Mrs. Parker decide that one and he would get an earful for it too. "Not sure the pants will make it, but I will, don't trouble yourself about it. Spills happen, as I'm sure you're aware." Magical maintenance did quite a bit of cleaning up spills, he was sure.