*Julius is used to such things and he rolls with the kick ending up on his back on the floor. Still hurts though, and the lingering bruises from that Angel weren't making it any better. But eh, he had lived through worse. He doesn't speak for a moment out of disorientation.*

Ow... You pack a wollup...

*He looks up at her.*

If its any consolation... I think the dream is awesome.