Turns out, she broke his nose.

“B-but it’s cartilage!” She grabbed for tissues, ripping them from the confines of their box and throwing them at him. He might have caught them if they were anything but the thinnest sheets of paper, but as they weren’t, he caught a couple as the rest of them fluttered to the floor.

“Cartilage can still break!” How he managed to enunciate that, she had no idea.

“But-”

He shook his head, then stopped when that proved to be too painful. “No. No excuses. Just…” The next word was the muffled sound she expected to hear after the crack which preceded this. One of the words had to be “idiot”.

If her panic wasn’t making her say stupid things, she wouldn’t be. As it was, she had to agree.