[ So that's what this is all about? He shifts his weight once her outburst ends, and any jeering that happened merely a minute ago is gone. His expression drops a bit, going quiet. Perhaps a little awkward, too. ]

Sorry. [ He isn't sure what else to say. ] It's just usually how it ends up, by one path or another. I accept it because of what it will create after. A small moment of suffering isn't much for an eternity of something better, is it?

Like being tired. If I can use magic to bring water, why not use it to make sure someone I care about doesn't die of thirst? If it comes to it I can rest after. Just like now.

[ His hand reaches out, gently resting on the top of her head. ]

Anyway. I had you looking out for me, didn't I?