How much did this chick bang out? His head was swimming. He could barely hold his breath under all that mental anguish. He'd rather just fall out from exhaustion than say yes. His head felt like it was on fire.
He grinned ready to spit it back in nails but his body just depleted. She knocked him out with her Sin juice. He'd feel it in the morning worse than any hangover. Then he'd go lick his wounds.