"I'm nae hurt," Sean says, petulant. Roughed up, sure. Physically worse for the wear, maybe. But hurt is such a loaded word. "I don't e'en know him, 'twas jus' a thing that happened an' now it's over, so what's the big deal?" he asks exasperatedly, leaning forward off the bed to try and catch her hand to pull her back over to him.