So that's four Wards who probably don't like him, then. Anthony doesn't know whether to be proud, frightened  or something else entirely. "It's fine, I've had worse things happen to me," he shrugged. While just sleeping it off was tempting, he didn't really...want to.

"I mean...me neither," he admitted, even though it was extremely obvious. Their bad luck just never ends, huh? "it's fine, though. The day isn't over yet, right? We can still make it a fine day. Maybe not a good one, but...fine or okay." Optimism? From Anthony? Impossible.