"I was thinking of just going home." Then again, he was not sure his head was screwed on right so maybe driving wasn't his best move. "It's not too bad, it's just a bit -- I'm a bit dizzy. Admittedly." He was no stranger to the odd punch for a dodgy move or a wrong saying but he'd not had an organised beating like that over it before. It was so jarring to get his head around.

"Bugger." He was going to look terrible tomorrow, his brothers would want answers and his boss was going to have questions. "Bloody sodding sons a bitches!"

Angrily, he huffed and tilted his head back, trying to stop his nose from bleeding. "I'm going to bleed on your sodding car."