"you look like you're havin a lot of fun with this." he glared, but found out even that brought more of this damnable headache, so quickly gave up and scowled at his juice instead. "Tch... I wouldn't be having this problem on a battlefield."
No, he would be having worse issues, but at least he could tear through bodies and pretend it's only the screams of the dying echoing in his head making him like this. After all, adrenalin always has kept much at bay...