You're the worst, Ray. You know that? [he grumps, but it's clearly more going through the motions at this point than anything else.] Ellie, you're--

[a beat, then:] --Actually, you have a pretty good stabbing arm. Ray could probably stand to learn a few things from you.

[he sniffs a little as he tears the sleeve of his shirt off, wincing at the fibres that got caught up in the wound. yeah, he can deal with this. might go to the hospital later, might not.]

Well, don't let me keep you up! Ugh...