[He smiles just a little at the touch, although it seems very, very forced.]

Yeah. A little. [More than a little.]

But that's...

[That's not what he was worried about.

His voice cuts off, letting his eyes close and taking in another deep breath.

He didn't want to talk about this, he really did not want to talk about this...]

...that's not a problem right now. I'm feeling fine.

[He looks exhausted. He technically feels horrendous. But the pain isn't a problem.

Another short pause. There's a gentle shift in Guy's expression - the slip of a mask, even as the tension in his shoulders starts to relax.]

Mmm. Luke... do you remember what Ion said a while ago? About what a curse slot does to someone?