[Vicious is indeed one of those dumbasses who picked a fight with the guards and suffered the consequences. This isn't even the first time it's happened; he knows better, certainly, but the boredom is almost worse than the beatings. This last one was a little rougher than was really necessary and he's actually sporting a few smaller cuts this time. They're enough to bleed but not enough to be seriously worrying - mostly injuries from being knocked to the ground a little too roughly, cutting his arms a bit in the process.

And yet here's someone coming to his aid despite that not being necessary at all. Vicious laughs and lifts his shoulders a bit.]

Woulda been a different story if I could've fought back.

[But if she's going to fret and worry about him then whatever, he'll present his arms for her to look over. She might need a couple of makeshift bandages, but at least she won't need to tear her robe too much for that.]

You do this for everyone? [He jerks his head in the direction of the others, but maybe he's just indicating the whole camp at this point.] I'm not the only one pickin' fights.