"Well, uh." He seems confused that Rhys managed to escape demotion, but goes along with it for now.

"You literally just killed me so I'm pretty sure that your job is not to do that and I was right in the middle of something."

He directs a thumb out the infirmary door.

"You know. My Brontësaurus story. Plus I feel like the death toll all the time ever since I turned 30 and my knees went out sooooo. No rest when you're dead, am I right? I'll be going now."