"You started it," he said hoarsely, still breathing heavily. At least she'd dropped the weapon. He, however, didn't lower the gun, gesturing with it as he spoke. "I was perfectly happy to just...talk. When was it that I...hurt you? Injured you. Cut you...cut you to the quick. Huh? Never. Never. And you tried...to kill me. With your light. With your light! Of all the...the stupid jokes!" He gritted his teeth, eyes wide.