[Floyd lets out a shriek of sheer body piercing horror the entire street can probably hear as the cup hits his head and his face is drenched in boiling hot coffee burning the skin of his face. He runs over and turns the tap on (After a few failed attempts thanks to not seeing well with... everything...) and basically shoved his head into the cold water.]

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

[Its little more than a scream really but Floyd is really in pain at the moment. The time for tears is over, even if he WANTED to cry... right now its just taking all his strength to not continuing screaming his lungs out.]

Y-y-y-y-ou hurt me D-d-d-dad...

[The boy has slumped down from the sink, the water not helping that much, and is now laying on a heap on the floor, his face bright red and the light hurting his eyes. His wounds are not life threatening but they are still horrifying to Floyd.

W-w-what's wrong with you?

[There are no tears but you can tell just by his voice that his words are deeply cutting, or would be if Hajime had any humanity.]