You owe me

There was a coldness in the silver bitch?s tone that set Novocaine on edge, his posture growing ridged. Still he knew there would be no point picking a fight with her, at least not the way he wanted he was injured, tired and he really didn?t want to be thrashed any more than he already was. Also he was pretty sure that his depth perception was off. He rolled his shoulder, expecting to feel a twinge of pain go rushing through him and pleasantly surprised when it did as he wanted without protest.
?You are a fool.? Novo bristled then. ?And here I was thinking you?d appreciate the fact that I went to face her. But you?re right, I should have just let her rip my eye out without a fight! Please do feel free to march over to her and show me how I should have handled her!? He was tired, in pain and the last thing he really wanted was a lecture on how to not get blinded when he was already berating himself.