[Hunter's luck. It's kind of like Irish luck, only bloodier. That, and the idiot would have kept fighting, otherwise...

Derek opens his eyes and actually gives Garrosh a slight, wry smile.]

...Appreciate the thought. You'll have to teach me what that means, some day.

[He closes his eyes again because his head is spinning.]

...But if we can call a truce, I'd appreciate it if you'd get me to the battle dome clinic in the village. Know someone there who can patch me up.

[Yeah, he's really over it that fast. Or maybe he's knocked for more of a loop than it seems.]