He grimaced and mentally kicked himself when Anna barked at him. He ducked his head but didn't do anything to block her fists. Her punches didn't hurt him at all but he winced each time because it reminded him that he had acted like she was stupid just as she had accused him. When she stopped, he got up and sat on the edge of the bed, his bloody back to her. The wounds she had inflicted in their love making had scabbed over but he hadn't showered yet so there were small rivulets of crusted blood running down his back.<br/><br/>"I am sorry, Beautiful," he told her. "I wasn't thinking clearly. I'm used to just issuing orders. I never meant to imply that you were stupid. I was just thinking of where I had last seen your medicine. I'll go down and get your breakfast for you. No, since you don't want to see me right now I think I'll send Coral in to care for you. I think you will like her."