[ There was a chuckle there, but it was pretty subdued. His shoulders sagging, as he processed all the information he'd been given. He wasn't a fool, he knew that there were serious implications he needed to take into account here. Disappearing for months, reappearing as if no time had passed... it made him wonder just how bad his injuries had been, that he had to be taken away for them to be healed. ]

That is good. [ He said softly, gladly accepting the coffee cup. Holding it in his hands, and staring down at the warm liquid. ] I hadn't given it much thought when I did it. I just recognized the sound, and reacted before my mind had the chance to catch up.

[ Another chuckle, this one a bit more earnest. ]

It seems I have too much fight in me, even for myself.