He nods in response to the thanks as he lowers his hands, raising an eyebrow at the passion comment.

"I can hardly take your passion," he says, wary. It's a shielding attempt at a joke because he doesn't know what is coming next. "I've already got someone else's and that's all I need."

Nate, he means, but he's not being crude about it this time. "You're not fully healed, by the by. The bone is still damaged, but not in a way that's going to snap. I'm saving the bone work until after I've had a chance to rest. Don't charge into somewhere swinging your sword and you'll be fine for now."

Her and Inessa both will have to wait until he's rested a little. There's so much work yet to do.