"Exactly," said Bia, grateful Asterion was there to back her up. Digging through the kit had produced a multipurpose splint, which simplified things a little, and she worked it into a roughly suitable shape as she spoke. "You keep coming at him like that, you're the only one who's gonna suffer for it. If you wanna go after him, at least try and hit him where it hurts." She pursed her lips, trying and failing to hide the twist of a smirk. "That bottle was a baller move, though. I'd high five you, but..."