That took all the wind out of his sails, and he let out a long sigh, sizing Nico up for a few long seconds. "Idiot," he said softly, shaking his arm out of Nico's grip, so he could grab his hand instead. "You already understand me," he pulls the hand up, kissing Nico's fingers since his knuckles were still covered. "But we're gonna have to sort some shit out, because I do not remember punching you there," he places a palm gently over a bruise. "Not recently enough for it to still be this dark, anyway."