[And again, he has to choke back what he wanted to say. It's frustrating, to be treated like he's the teenager who ran into something without thinking about it, or that he's somehow incapable of looking after himself, because he's not, and he'd heard enough people thinking that way about him after the accident.

But he really doesn't want to snap at her, or anyone, really, so he forces himself to sound calm, and tries to keep the frustration out of his expression.]

Senji was alone, seriously injured and tied down. We'd never spoken before, so his abilities had never come up in conversation, I had no idea he was capable of forming weapons from his own blood, and his mind was too confused from the torture he'd been through to be able to pick that up without really digging around for it, which would have taken time he really didn't have. I knocked him out immediately after he hurt me and contacted Merlin for help. We were on the second floor, so I knew he'd be able to get there in time to help.

I'm sorry I startled you, but I'm fine. I'm a little worn out and I have a not exactly pleasant looking scar, but I'm fine.