[You know what, he acknowledges that that was actually half an apology and he appreciates it but at the same time, he also suspects that actually saying anything about it requires more emotional competence than either of them have.

So! Let's talk killing things, shall we.

Also it might be kind of nice to have her also on the bed, just saying.]

...That's what I thought, that it was an explosion - it definitely looked like one when I went in there. I just have no idea how it was possible. Even my own magic can't do things like that.

[...Granted, he's never tried to pink mist a person, but the point still stands and he's fairly sure it wouldn't be that, uh. Devoid of anything but blood?]