"I know it is," he snaps, and tries -- with no success -- to push himself a little higher in the bed. "You shot me in the leg, not the frakking head."

It's such a small injustice, in the string of injustices he's faced and dealt with and moved past -- but to have Anders condescend like this, treating him like a child without apology, is something he quite abruptly can't bear.