"Holy magic. Huh. Okay then." Danny doesn't have much else to add to that, either, because by this point all of his skepticism about magic and aliens and superpowers had been completely worn down by nearly six months of nonstop weirdness.

Danny flexes his arm a few times, bending it up and down, up and down at the elbow a couple of times just to get used to the feel of the bandages. Ravi's question distracts him, though, and he drops the arm, forearm hitting his thigh (which causes him to wince a little at the contact with the injury, but he gets over it pretty quickly).

An x-ray? He considers the offer. It seems a little excessive, especially now that he's all bandaged up and in (semi-)decent condition again. But...when else is he going to get a chance to check this stuff out? And if he's missing something as vital as skeletal structure, isn't it worth checking out to see what else might be going on?

"Actually--yeah, I think that might be a good idea."