"Ow." He said, rubbing the opposite side of his head from the one she'd smacked, it was deadpan, really, because he was fine, and he did smile a moment later, just slightly, "It was just one MRI and no 'and stuff', and nothing showed up, so I didn't figure it was a big deal."
He shook his head, "And it's not just liking fights, I've always done that, right after opening a gate it's like..." His brow furrowed, really trying to sort it out into something she could understand, which was hard because he didn't even really understand it, "I just want to tear something up, teeth and claws and just ... this malice but not, really, because I only realize that's what it is after. At the time it just feels normal, like that's what I'm supposed to be doing." Another head shake, "Doesn't matter, I'm done with it for a while, at least until I stop dreaming about Tumulus again." This last was barely a murmur.