Pratt just glares at him, swallowing hard before trying to jerk his injured hand back and muttering something that's probably Lemme up but comes out as "Fmmfffuh nnp."

Blackbeard might have made a new enemy but Pratt thinks it went pretty well and they're cool now. He has no idea Ed is going to hunt him down at every opportunity.

He squirms, wanting to sit up and stop the bleeding on his hand before he gets too lightheaded. "Crrrm oun. Git uhfff."