[Prepared as Dion is for judgement, he has no idea what to do when none is offered up. He stares rather dumbly at Joshua for just a moment, before drawing his arm back to his side. The wounds on his torso ache equally but... if he's not being pressed to bring them up, he won't mention it.]

Is there naught you can't accomplish? [There's a hint of wonder in his voice as he glances up at Joshua, then back down once more.] Though, thinking about it I wonder if you might benefit from taking one of the jars I have. Remiss as I am to give them up, there might be more you can learn from it than I ever could. And I suspect the girl who gave them to me would be quite heartened to know they had even further reach than she expected.

[He thinks of Kihel's smile and finds himself mirroring the expression unconsciously.]