[His ears pin back, and his tail goes stiff. He feels like he needs to spit out some black feathers here. For all his dismissive phrasing, he approached Myr out of concern. Thoughts on Alder's message aside, they were in agreement about the danger he posed.]

Well I meant- [He bows his head, one hand coming up to scratch at an ear before he continues.] 'The infection is good actually' as their pitch. It's...'let's give up on fixing this' but presented as a solution. Your worries gone overnight, no need to do anything but listen to me. [He sighs, long and suddenly much more weary that he'd sounded a moment ago.] And frankly, I was thinking about Henry. [Maybe him leaving was a blessing in disguise. If he were here he'd probably be on Alder's lap after two meetings. He shakes his head, it's irrelevant. He's gone.] Point is, I don't like how much muscle they just have on hand. Know that you have some on your side too.