It was another long moment before Morry could even<em>look</em>at Enzo, let alone think about the damage he'd just inflicted on his new friend.<br/><br/>He took to adjusting his shirtsleeves. "Dunno. I figure most men would've said some'n out of frustration, spite, or even just'a knock me out." Finally he met the other's gaze. "Sorry again... even if y'did, y'know,<em>plan</em>it." Morry shifted awkwardly on his heels. "Next time, at least hit back so I don't feel so bad."