If it wasn't for the fist shaped bruise on your jaw, I'd have bought it. [ Adrien remarked in a level tone as he walked over, coming up on Wash's good side to offer the man some semblance of support on the way to an exam table.

Seriously Wash, take the nice doctor's arm, least you end up on the floor with more of a head wound than you're already sporting. ]

However, I'm not going to waste either your time or mine in asking what happened. [ Honestly, he still wasn't sure how they'd avoided a physical altercation at the range. ]

Besides the head wound and the way you're hugging your lower torso, where else is 'ouch'?