[As it turns out, getting stabbed and tortured are both forms of ‘overdoing it.’ Which Aymeric would probably realize, if he were not such a moron. How someone so adept at politics lacked all common sense, Rose will never understand.]

No, to worry over you is necessary, considering how little worrying you do for yourself.

[There’s a whole group of them to split the worry between, and they still barely manage. But Rose can only sigh. She’s known Aymeric long enough to avoid pushing this point, it doesn’t end in anything but frustration.]

[Which means it’s time for plan B.]

That’s it, get dressed. We’re going into town.