Sick? No...no! He was totally not sick! Couldn't she see that? Well...actually, maybe he wanted to look sick. It seemed to make her...care more. Yeah, he was definitely sick! But also not sick because that was weak and he totally wasn't weak. Was there a middle-ground? "Half-sick!" He corrected. Yeah, there was a middle ground and he'd just made it.

All the sniffing though... it made him feel special. Maybe he should get sick...he considered it briefly, a longing gaze towards Diveen. They always had children, right? And children were always sick - like carriers, viral carriers. Maybe if he went there next, he could pick something up real quick and come back to Samia to be healed and medicated into bliss. He gave a quiet hm beneath his breath, absent minded as she pondered his children. "They should," his mouth just...spoke without him really being there, "and they'll probably have an ear like yours too. Actually, maybe two ears like that. You know, to make them extra special - double special. But, I wonder if that's possible..." he trailed off, eyes wide, lips taut. He'd caught himself mid-sentence. Cringe. He wanted to crawl into himself. And curl up. And die.

But hey, at least she was flattered by the herbs! He was quick to grab onto that loose end. Great cover and all, right! He beamed at her mention of finding the best and her humbleness about being the best. His laugh was small but earnest. "I'll believe that the day I see one of the others cure a sick man in but a minute!" But she got serious then and he fast followed suit.

He furrowed his brows for a moment as he pondered the question. Really, he had been okay but not great. After Jackdaw had left him, he hadn't really been sure what to do - or what he'd do when he did finally re-emerge into his life. Still, he didn't want to appear like a loser. It made him feel lame to admit that he'd just been doing a whole lot of...well, nothing but surviving really. "Well, my family is all over the place, you know. It keeps me busy sometimes. But, I thought coming to see you was more important." He grinned, though it almost had an air of...maturity around it. "I've been worried since the last time I saw you too. All the packs are going crazy, you know, and I didn't want to waste time trying to convince them I'm not the bad guy here to...listen or whatever spies do." He rolled his eyes at the thought - he had way better things to be doing! And they probably had better spies anyway. "Is everything okay?" It was strange to...really think about his words, and to really mean them, and he felt almost actually sick at the mere idea that things could be even remotely not okay.