[Mithos might be irritating him today, but it was difficult to hold that irritation for long, when the blond boy was so obviously out of sorts.] ...I told you. I do not need a reason.

[Their conversation from a few weeks ago comes to mind.] Whether you wish for it or not.

You are probably just as upset as I am, you looked exhausted, and your leg is still giving you difficulty, is it not? Yet you dragged yourself here. Admirable, yes, but it is easy to tell you are not managing as well as you could.