Cash let go of the wire and backed out from under the hutch, carefully; he brushed against Greengrass' trouser leg on his way and sat back on his heels once he'd cleared his arm from out from under the hutch. He grinned up at Greengrass and got to his feet before actually responding, and reached up again to feel for the pain spot on his head, and the small soft spot where a bruise was forming.

"Oh, I'm pretty sure I'll live," Cash said, a little playful, "But we could get that tea, if they're done smashing things around."

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