No he was starting to catch on to just how much energy was going into this, and when Drake moved to try and repair the collar bone, that was when the shouting started.

"Oi! Leave off, ye look half dead!" Gray, he had decided, did not look good on the other man. Technically not on anyone, but especially not on Drake. "I'll take care of that one meself, I know how to jimmy a splint for that." Wouldn't be the first time that particular bone broke, collar bones weren't exactly the strongest one in the body. Once more, back to Sanzo-

"None of yer goddamn business, donkey."