"No, I woke up like this."

Billy wonders if the guy's just trying to be tactful, but, come on. He's pretty sure his face looks like it went across a cheese grater. But he recognizes that this isn't the sort of situation where he can go Lone Wolf, so he rolls his neck a bit and takes in a deep breath, followed by an exhale.

"Yeah. Sort of. Got into a fight with a sick son of a bitch, you know?"