So something had happened, if that wince was anything to go by. "You didn't need to come all the way here to do that." If Alayre were in pain, he could have said what needed to be said over sending crystal, or a letter. Though it is good to see with his own eyes that the other man is well enough to move about.

Sal shakes his head and takes over the tea, setting out the cups and pouring. "What was all that about anyway? Is my lack of faith truly a matter of contention?" He hands Alayre his cup.