Jun was thrown backwards once more from the force of the Sentinel's blow, coughing hoarsely as he struggled to his knees, blood dripping from between his lips. Holding his ribs painfully, he weakly leaned against the wall, unable to even attempt to stand. "Hey...you were there, so I took the opportunity. What do you want from me? Ap--cough, cough! Apology? You were pushing back against me for most of the way there. And you came when that little nerd was in you. I thought maybe you liked this kinda thing, and if you didn't...well...not much that you could do about it, right?" he says, glancing around hopefully, looking for police or even just a witness to break this up.