It's nearly impossible to keep his eyes on her and not flinch away, but somehow Sean manages, taking a deep but stilted breath as he gives a tiny nod. She's never going to look at him the same way again, but maybe that's how it should be. It's what he deserves, certainly. Really, it's a wonder that he got away with so much for so long. "Got hit with the business end of a weapon worn 'round a wrist e'en skinnier'n yers," he says, disgusted with himself but also resigned to it.