Pyrrhus was not terribly thrilled with letting himself get caught off guard like that, but it did sometimes happen even to the best of people. Or with the fact that he'd made it through all that he had already only to get taken down by running into the wall. He'd attempted to stop Phoenix from leaving again, but the pain demanded his full attention.
At least she came back with something that might help. He took the frozen peas from his lap and held them against his shoulder and sighed. "This keeps up, it may be the last thing we do," he said with a grunt as the cold touched his shoulder. "Yeah, pretty sure that's dislocated. Might come in handy if I ever have to get out of a straightjacket sometime, though."