[ simon's got a beautiful shiner blooming across the right side of his face, and his lips is swollen and bloody. simon himself looks more baffled than angry. there's a few minutes of silence before he actually starts speaking, as if he's very carefully choosing what he wants to say. ]
A man I'd never met before punched me in the face. Twice. I don't know why.
[ he pauses a moment, letting that statement sink in. ]
