"I ain't no cowboy! Ain't delivered a calf in my life!" Billy exclaimed, letting out a sigh of relief as she released his throbbing hand. "Why can't you do it on yer own!" His hand scrambled to grab his leather coat again, bringing it up and rolling the sleeve once again. "All's I know is if you bite down on somethin' it helps with the pain. So bite on this!" He instructed, shoving the rolled up sleeve towards her face. "Er, was it to muffle the screamin'?... Hmm." He thought aloud to himself, rubbing his chin as he tried to figure out what the point of biting down on something really was.