You came back from a room where Atticus warned you not to intrude.

Atticus raised a brow at the sight of your bleeding forehead. "Well, look who's back with a motherfucking blood on her forehead."

"Fuck you." You cursed under your breath with darted eyes while looking at him.

Atticus smirked. "Later. Now, listen here sweetheart.. I've never failed a mission. If this one fails.." Atticus looks at you up and down. "I know who to blame. Now, let me take care of that goddamn forehead."