[He doesn't have enough time to react again, the swing hits with a ringing thud, sending a wave of pain zinging up Asbel's arm.]

All right, all right, I get it! [Asbel grabs at his arm and stumbles to his feet, backing off a little in the process.]

Geez, what are you so mad about? I apologized for hiding your comic book, didn't I? Now knock it off, Hubert, that kind of hurt!

[More than "kind of".]