"Yeah, I got that." Spike scowled, and forebore to mention that all Dean had to do was drag him into the sun and hold him there, because he wouldn't be fighting much once the headache kicked in. He just hoped that wouldn't occur to the kid.
"Bastards who zapped me and stuck me in a cell and did who knows what to me while I was out of it. Well, I think I'm starting to find out what they did to me. Bastards!"
It was just starting to sink in what this might mean. If he got a bloody migraine every time he tried to hurt or bite someone. He'd never felt so helpless in his life.