Ankyra Sound [VS] don't want no sugar in my coffee; makes me mean

Rosalyn withdrew, staring wildly, but Firefly didn't see it. He didn't rise. By sheer luck, his ribcage continued to undulate with breath; however he remained upon the sand, struck unconcious during the scuffle — either from a blow to the head or because of the blood that was seeping from his many wounds. If he did wake up, he'd know better for next time.