[ an explanation. perhaps, to a degree, everyone deserved that much. unfortunately, shu wasn't one to debate over what one deserved. or what was just and apt. he also wasn't an individual focused on the rationale behind something. most of the time, it ended up being fairly inconsequential, anyway.

or, perhaps, that was just his indifference speaking. still, it doesn't seem she's going to budge on this. his options oscillate between explaining or not explaining. both appeared troublesome in their own regard. on one hand, he'd actually be expected to expound. on the other, he likely couldn't yield any results as it presently stood.

while he didn't mind simply just acting on impulses, he was also a bit too tired to deal with the aftermath, and hence: ] ... troublesome. [ he mutters under his breath, before he continues. ] I'm saying I can do something about that. [ he points to the gash, a drawl to his voice and a lag to his motions. ]

Now hurry and hold your arm out, before I change my mind. [ and go to bed.

like. literally. right here. ]