Well, the shouting penetrated the ringing in his ears, at least. He visibly winced, in no shape to keep himself from doing so, and even turned away a bit. He thought about trying to stand on his own, but that wasn't happening. Then, he thought about arguing a bit more, but that wasn't happening either. He could feel his body shutting down fast. If he could just get home... He had enough bandages there, he knew how to do stitches, he'd be okay if he could just get home...