I don't believe in quick fixes, there's always a price. It wouldn't be smart to become reliant on every little ache and pain being finger snapped away, or else I might not in the long run be able to handle if it if something happens and we're apart. Skills get rusty, even stitching. If I'm in serious trouble, I'll come to you. I know we don't agree on this, but that's my stance on it. And perhaps one day you can take comfort in knowing that if I need to, I'll always be able to tend to certain wounds myself.

Yes. Let's.

[He heads on over and starts to gather up their items and helps put out the fire to vanish their traces.]