[ Boy, is it nice not to have to hold his shit together so no one sees him gritting his teeth against the pain. Now he can languish in his bed and admire the ceiling properly later. ]

That was a thousand years ago, don't sweat it. I didn't hold a grudge.

Are you conserving your energy in case someone comes back from the fight half-beheaded or is there some other reason my bones still have cracks in them?