No way to reverse it? Dammit, he can't let himself be useless, laid up to convalesce in some hospital bed for a day. He wipes at the blood on his mouth with the back of his hand, glad that the black of his clothes and the dust that clings to them helps absorb the blood on his hands.

"Yes." He answers, because he doesn't want to explain it's because he can't read the letter, because he doesn't have Goody to help him. Certainly, he knows enough English writing to read a few words, but the majority of it is about as good as scribbles on a page.

"What do they do?"
Because hopefully, he can tell Goody about them before he ends up making the same mistake Billy did...