"Yes, I suppose it is one of your usual tasks, yes." He agreed with a half-sheepish little smile, and the barest pause before adding, "And that may be for the best, actually. Meant to be conserving energy for this evening's outing after all."

He was doing his best not to hate the fact that he was still in pain, that low-level, constant ache that hadn't yet begun to ease, trying not to hate the fact that it was slowing him down, and that he was absolutely going to have to factor in more time for the walk to the theatre than he originally had, since he'd initially calculated the walk at his usual speed, and he definitely wasn't at that at the moment.