"I can't work on the bottom half while my arms are busy." Busy, in this case, was clearly referring to the fact that he was being stripped by Dorian.

He looked at his arm. "Is it hurt?" He looked to Dorian and relaxed again, letting the mage get buckles undone and ease the armour off of him. It was heavy armour, for a rogue, but Cadash had picked up Cole's tendency to take on things bigger than he was and tried to protect him suitably.

He was also wearing his undershirt backwards.

"I think it's just my leg which is hurt now. The potion made my head stop bleeding, then Solas used some magic."