[He's tense under that clap on his back. Unfortunately, the paranoia whisper in the back of his head suggests it could be a grab, the start of an attack, so he jerks forwards in a sudden motion.

There's a moment of awkward silence.]

Transfusion's worn off.

[That's enough of an explanation before he moves back to the important topic at hand.]

Good. That's what I told him, it takes more of a man to stand for what they believe in, than to crumble for another. If he won't respect that, you're doing the right thing by walking your own way.