AYE, HE DID. BUT IT WASN'T THE KING'S MEN THAT DID ME IN.

Though gods know they tried — and maybe had a hand in it, if you want to be technical about it. That gaping wound at the juncture of his shoulder surely festering did not help his case in his battle with Breanne.

This, he thinks, is likely to amuse the fucker. He could keep it to himself, but fuck it, why not give the Deaf Cunt a laugh:

IT WAS A WOMAN. GIANT BITCH TALLER THAN YOU ARE. WE FOUGHT, AND SHE PUNCHED ME OFF A FUCKING CLIFF.