Howard pulls his hand away from Daniel and holds it out so Daniel can see that Howard won't do that again. He didn't like inflicting pain on Daniel; generally, Howard may not be the nicest person, but he doesn't like the idea of torture and that sort of pain rings too similar, and Daniel's been nice enough to him, if a little snobbish and condescending. And that fleeting guilt and concern distracts him enough that he doesn't even notice how Daniel goes placid right beforehand.

"You got a broken rib, Daniel, maybe more than one, but no organ damage as far as I can tell. I don't want you to move around none until we can get you through an X-ray and make sure you aren't going to puncture anything. When you stand, I want you to keep a stiff back, okay?"

He gets another hypospray out of the kit and fills it with a local anesthetic. He doses Daniel's side with it. Within a few seconds it should numb the area around the broken ribs and let Daniel breathe easier. He waits for Daniel to open his eyes, then gets his flashlight out and checks Daniel's eyes again - this time, they respond.

"You got a concussion, too. Once we get you up top, I'm going to want someone with you the whole time until we get you up to the ship. I don't want you sleeping for more than three hours at a time, or moving too much. We don't want you to puncture any internal organs." The snarky teenager side peeks back out when Howard follows that up with "because if you think this vacation's ruined now, just wait until you're hemorrhaging from the inside."

He takes the gauze from the Master, though he doesn't touch John's hand as he does so. Now that he's slipping out of first responder mode his uneasiness with touch is coming back. "I'm going to need to get you into better light before we get you stitches. John, can you help me get him up and out of here?"