"Oy vey..." Eldoon grumbled out, trying to cushion the boy's fall as they fell together onto the bench. "I know, I know, son.... The Sheer PAIN can fuel you into the damned near Impossible, can't it, just?" And with that declaration, he caused even MORE pain: by screwing his fingers back into the wound, in order to fish around for the damned projectile that had caused it, and then, of course, came the stuffing of cotton wool into the gouged-out hole in the boy's side.