He wishes he didn't hear Vandelin's voice in the back of his head reminding him that a templar's "protection" comes at cost; it makes it harder to say what he does with the sincerity he feels it deserves: "I know. And I'm glad of it, believe me, ser."

The uneasy feeling all this has given him has quite ruined any benefit he was getting by soaking up the sun. Time to find something to do to drive it out of his mind. "Though--my apologies, ser. I'd only meant to take a brief break from my work, and would like to get back to that, if you've no further need of me."