Cur calms down his writhing on the ground, pawing at his eyes, and has the presence of mind to think Who da fok is tha? Whas he doin here?
"Aye was jos tryin ta geh some money an' maybe some food." He goes on kind of pathetically, still scratching at his face.
He's still laying on the ground, and wonders to himself: Is shegunna try to run me over?