His face felt like it was on fire. He wasn't sure he'd ever been hit that hard. Not that he'd ever made a habit into getting into fights all that much. Cormac was really the only person he'd ever been really punched by, and Seamus didn't remember it hurting so much. Then again, Cormac had only been seventeen at the time.
He let Rosie usher him into the back room, flinching when she moved, not sure if she was going to touch his face or not. He winced at the pain the flinch had caused, so he sat still, trying not to flinch anymore as Rosie approached him again.