[ viren does recognize the disgust for what it is - he surmises it must be the result of considering dorchacht and everything terrible that accompanies the name. and the dragon, fortunate as he was, hadn't needed to be dragged off to whatever the dorcacht coven had in store for the infected. he bites his tongue a moment, giving myr a sweeping - and admittedly, unnecessary - glance to assess his condition. ]

I'm relieved you're all right from that.

[ —he is all right, isn't he? physically, yes, he knows. and if viren weren't so one track minded, this might be a concern to delve into further.

[ instead, ]

You do know better for next time, though, yes? [ -there is a flicker of irritation through their bond, that he should feel the need to ask of such a thing. ] Rather than allowing for fear to cloud your judgment, but instead taking to properly considering it.