He doesn't detect any awkwardness, but then again he is half frozen and just wanting to be out of the mess of his own making. "Lower in my chest, almost off to the side, that's where the pain's centralized." He pauses, inhales with a low hiss, as if to confirm his own suspicions. Yes, he may have broken something.

He tries for another kick, another push, feeling the start of a crumbling of the ice and blocks of snow away from his shoulders and above his face. He can almost sit up, so and the gesturing of his arm takes on a different purpose -- a rope extended to Raju to pull him up and out.