[It doesn't settle well with Dion. The look he gives the man is desperate. Nausea curls within his gut, while his own self-doubt tickles at the back of his mind. He doesn't deserve this kindness. He doesn't. But he knows that Joshua will not hear of his complaints, and even if he did, there aws nothign to be done. The damage had already presumably taken hold.
He is left, then, to simply sit with his discomfort as Joshua works. He stares down at the floor, picking out flaws in the grain beneath his feet, all while he waits for the other man to finish. Unfortunately, it means there's little else to do but listen to that which Joshua says. It is a low blow, he thinks, to use Kihel against him, but the effect Joshua had been seeking is achieved. She had put such work into keeping him alive and patching him up. To do any damage to it would be to spite her legacy.]
You are... correct. [Still, his discomfort only grows. His feet itch. All at once, he wants to be alone.
But he won't be so impolite as to directly tell Joshua to leave. He simply nods once again and waits. It will be over soon enough, and then he can make an excuse of needing rest.]
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He is left, then, to simply sit with his discomfort as Joshua works. He stares down at the floor, picking out flaws in the grain beneath his feet, all while he waits for the other man to finish. Unfortunately, it means there's little else to do but listen to that which Joshua says. It is a low blow, he thinks, to use Kihel against him, but the effect Joshua had been seeking is achieved. She had put such work into keeping him alive and patching him up. To do any damage to it would be to spite her legacy.]
You are... correct. [Still, his discomfort only grows. His feet itch. All at once, he wants to be alone.
But he won't be so impolite as to directly tell Joshua to leave. He simply nods once again and waits. It will be over soon enough, and then he can make an excuse of needing rest.]