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With a short nod, Thorin went along with the toymaker’s request, offering his side to examination.  He peeled away the ripped fabric of his shirt, hissing softly under his breath as pieces tore away from the wound. 

"Orcs," he whispered in a low tone,  partially to answer Bofur’s previous question; partially to distract himself from the throbbing pain spreading through his ribs.  "While I was down by the river.  A small pack, hardly worth a second thought."  Thorin sighed shakily, turning his head away before he dared continue.  "They have been taken care of…"

Wait, what?

Bofur immediately looked from the wound to Thorin’s face. Orcs? Here? ”Hardly worth a thought?” the toymaker repeated with a tone of absolute disbelief at how discarded the comment was. “Y’nearly got yerself killed.” He whispered harshly, feeling just a bit hurt that the great King under the mountain hadn’t thought it was much of an issue at all.  

Or thought to call for help.

Bofur dropped his gaze when the thought occurred that if all had gone wrong, Thorin would have been felled without so much as any of them knowing, and where would that leave them? Where would that leave him? 

"It was an accident, Bofur."  True as that may have been, it was an accident that could have been avoided.  Thorin had been careless.  Arrogant.  Overconfident in his abilities, to the point he had underestimated his opponents.  He knew exactly what he had done wrong, and exactly when he had messed up, and now he paid the price.  That, however, he would keep to himself as long as he could.  No one--not even Bofur, needed to know their King had been so...so...

Foolish.

"I could have, perhaps, but I did not."  He turned his head away, scanning over the camp, the sleeping company, his oblivious nephew some distance away--anything to keep his focus off that downtrodden expression crossing Bofur's face.  The way those normally-cheerful eyes dropped upon sight of the wound was almost more than he needed right now.  When Bofur went to search through his pack, Thorin nearly breathed a sigh of relief, as the attention was temporarily taken off of him.