Victor took a deep breath and replied with a calm and soft voice. "I can understand how that is upsetting, Sil." Her hand looked horrible and he wanted to patch it up. "You're bleeding. And you punched my wall." Victor stepped forward and he held his hand out for her to take.
"You have a few options here. I can patch your hand up and we can have dinner and bitch about work, or we can go into the bedroom and work this out without the use of words."