I'll- [He coughs a little again, but as before it's a quick thing.] I'll be fine. The weather doesn't agree with your assessment of our good luck, but otherwise...

[A thoughtful pause, because now that she mentions it...] I feel... a little off, but nothing acute. It's almost odd. We've yet to see a revival that wasn't accompanied by some temporary loss, have we? Maybe it decided that not being able to heal me completely was enough to a slap on the wrist...