Looking up at the mass of muscle standing over him, Billy swallowed a bit thickly, clearly hearing the words as a threat. He breathed out a steadying sigh to draw his strength and tried to continue, clearly struggling. He didn't get much further before his arms gave out again.

"I'm trying-" he swore, forehead pressed to the floor as he tried to will his body to summon some kind of reserve strength, "Can we just-...can we just talk about this? I just want to go home- please-"