Garanth sagged as she shouted, scowling himself also.
When the hairbrush bounced off his nose he glared at her, his own anger flaring.
"Oh I'm so sorry I haven't pampered after you and checked every syllable that has left my mouth in case it may upset you! I lost so many men and I'm in pain, it's your bloody turn to look after me, and if you don't agree then you should have left me at the damn door!"
With a great heave he sat up and got head rush and sagged back, nearly screaming with frustration.