I slammed hard onto the street, the impact taking most of my breath and cracking my skull.
"Harry?" Thomas asked. There wasn't any real concern in his voice. He'd seen enough of my exploits to know I was nearly indestructible.
"Ow," I said.
"Mm," he said. "Feel like getting up soon? You're blocking the sidewalk."
"Ow," I repeated.
"I'm sure you're in agonizing pain, but we can't hunt down every rude citizen in Chicago."
"Ow," I repeated again, annoyed.
"Wuss," he said, amused.
I noticed, however, he stayed by me until I got up.