Breaking a finger or two is definitely not the end of the world on the general scale of things, but even so.

Abby takes one of her wrists firmly, and without asking. "On what, a rock?" That's what it looks like. And it's both of her hands, too. Abby wonders if she went down hard and threw her hands out to break the fall, but- if that were the case, the heels of her hands would be all chewed up. And Clarisse said she hit something, anyway.

"You wanna tell me what's going on?" She doesn't sound pissed or anything, she's actually trying to sound as neutral as possible.