"Nothing crazy," he said, his hands gently touching her face as he looked her over. "Looks like some bruising and a split lip. I think you'll be okay 'til after practice - and I'd wait, just so he doesn't hold it against you. He might've let you walk out of the ring but I don't think he'd let you walk off from practice without giving you crap for it."

He didn't trust him any farther than he could kick him and he could kick someone like him pretty far. Happily.