"Don't promise things like that or I'm going to actually collect on them," Chris said with a laugh, wincing as he did so; he was going to have a nice bruise on his face for a few days. That was alright, though, it wasn't really sparring unless he came out of it with a bruise or three.
This had helped, though. He still felt upset -- well, upset wasn't quite the right word, but he couldn't think of what was -- but the stress wasn't in it anymore. And if the stress wasn't in it anymore? He'd be okay. Or at least, he'd get there.