"I don't need this right now; you're supposed to have sympathy for me, not start yelling." Horus now looked miserable as well as angry; turning on the guilt trip.
"Fine, I guess I'll go back home and sit on an icepack if you won't be nice to me."
That was the best decision at this time, when Horus was feeling so angry towards Osiris and humiliated cuz of the punishment meted out. He'd also never had to endure this kind of pain in his entire life; his mother had always healed him as soon as she was able to do so.
Horus sighed and sat next to Helena on the sofa, with the icepack under him. He was glad that Helena had decided to quit lecturing him, cuz he wasn't in the mood and still felt that he hadn't done anything to deserve what Osiris had done to him.
"Want me to get popcorn?" Helena asked. She was concerned that Horus dind't recignize what he was doing when he offended people, and wished she had a way to show him how he behaved.