[The punch, full force, all of Ain's weight into a slug to the face, is deserved. One hundred percent deserved. The pain radiates from his jaw through the rest of his face and skull, and Wolfwood doesn't even feel offended. Ain very nearly manages to knock him sprawling flat on his ass, and the only reason he doesn't fall is because he ends up stumbling sideways into the Inn wall. He reaches up to hold his mouth, but again: deserved. Even if Ain ended up splitting his lip (possible), he isn't going to grouse about it because he simply doesn't have the room to.
But also, Christ did that hurt. He's tearing up from the pain as he struggles back upright, still working his jaw to make sure nothing's broken.]
I-I... [He swallows a few times thickly, trying to get his bearings.] M'sorry, I...I had to...had t'find you.
[He staggers a step forward, a trembling hand reaching for one of Ain's. Before he actually grabs it though, a combination of exhaustion from so many days on the road on horseback, plus his own emotions, cause him to fall down onto one knee in front of him before he makes it that far, his head bowed.]
I'm sorry. I fucked up...I shouldn't've left. I shouldn't...I didn't wanna-
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But also, Christ did that hurt. He's tearing up from the pain as he struggles back upright, still working his jaw to make sure nothing's broken.]
I-I... [He swallows a few times thickly, trying to get his bearings.] M'sorry, I...I had to...had t'find you.
[He staggers a step forward, a trembling hand reaching for one of Ain's. Before he actually grabs it though, a combination of exhaustion from so many days on the road on horseback, plus his own emotions, cause him to fall down onto one knee in front of him before he makes it that far, his head bowed.]
I'm sorry. I fucked up...I shouldn't've left. I shouldn't...I didn't wanna-