Oh, James was in pain, that was no doubt about it. It hurt to breath, he was fairly certain that he had several broken ribs. And his mouth tasted metallic. And the arm that was protected by his bracer was broken and pinned under the front tire of the car.
“It fucking hurts.” James was having a hard time getting the words out, with the way it hurt when he took in his breath. “Just call someone.” He knew that she could fight, he saw the bloody scene she made, but he wasn’t sure she could get the car off of him, or get him to the medic unit. Plus, her attitude was getting to him--- he was hurt and in pain and she was the one who was pissed at him!