[Words are what he wanted. And he got them.]

Sure. I'm not going to school next week. I think they even shut it down a few days with all the bullshit.

[He'll let his mother know. Eventually. One missing child is enough. Roman keeps his arm still flattened as he fits the bandage on again. It might be wet but it isn't soaked yet.]

So it's okay? Not going to lose my arm or anything?

[By now it'd be easy to find bullshit. It's apparent in how the other boy is acting. As usual Roman is asking, demanding.]