This isn't going to look good no matter what; but it doesn't stop him from checking the council member's pulse and assessing his injuries carefully. The grim expression on his face says more than words can.

Arm's broken... dislocated shoulder... I can't tell if there's any internal bleeding on sight, though. He needs medical attention, and fast.

He looks up and around, searching for any of the native Atlanteans who can help the man get to a medical facility.