[ He laughs a wry sort of laugh. Indulgence is not something he does often, simply because he does not make time for it, but also, he is unsure how that might look. He believes he has had a taste of it since Lantaa came into his life. If not for her encouragement and insistence that he take what he needs from her, he knows he would never have opened that particular door. But Jonathan does not need to hear his thoughts on these matters, even if he were to ask, and it is unbecoming of him to be lost in his own head. ]

You are the doctor here; I shall do whatever you wish me to. [ Against his earlier resolution, his mind wanders just a bit as he thinks back to that last battle and everything that transpired after. ]

It was a battle like all the others we have had previously, with many injured on both sides of the conflict. I- Well, I had a momentary lapse in judgment and allowed a dragon to get close enough to strike.

[ He winces involuntarily at the memory of it, but continues on. ]

As for the rest, well... I needed some encouragement to... to feed.

[ He does not like speaking of this any more than he likes the actual act of feeding upon another, but he also knows he does not have to fear judgment from Jonathan on this particular topic. Estinien, on the other hand, might have some thoughts concerning it, but he knows who and what Aymeric is. ]