Landing against the wall wasn't exactly a mild thing, Nik's head having smacked against the wall in the process. He let out a soft groan and slumped, his vision blurred as the room seemed to spin. He knew he needed to focus but it was hard when his head was pounding and he thought he was going to pass out at any second. The man was talking, going on about his hospitality and Nik wanted to say something back, say something about his hospitality had never been wanted by Nik.
He felt himself being picked up again and he forced himself to focus on the man, his skin burning and itching from where the collar had been held tight against his skin.
"You and your good will can go to hell." He breathed, managing to move his hand to backhand Tao.