Addy pulled away her hand like he had burned it and she just stared at him in shock for a long time. She was struggling not to cry, because the slap hadn't hurt, not physically, but emotionally- phew.
"You're fucking welcome for the hair and the care package, by the way," she finally said, her voice tight. "You never said thank you. And getting pissed isn't better than feeling like shit if it's going to mean the meds don't work and you feel like shit longer. Alcohol is a downer too. You need to be more down right now? And how fucking dare you slap me!? Me!? You can be such an arsehole."