"Proceed at our own pace," he echoes with a smile and amused shake of his head. "My pace has not been calm and relaxed for quite some time, but I'm doing my best."

As time goes by he feels more like he's whole and himself again, but there are some things that Justice instilled in him that he doesn't think are going to fade anytime soon. If at all. The need to be useful, the need to get things done to help the world rather than just himself has become what feels natural to him. In his opinion, he's better for it. ...Though he could probably stand to ease up a little, especially on days like today.

"Two stalks will do if it's all we can find. I can do fresh and dried, and skip the ice and fire stages until another time."