"I think I am alright. Just woozy," he sighed up at his wife. "This is my fault, I went to try and open the bottle for Zecheriah and I ought not to have done that. It was stupid of me." Now the bottle was open... and the contents were all over him and the floor. "I am sure it's not fatal but it hurts like the devil." He was careful not to move around too much when there were shards of glass everywhere.