[ Sorry, Tim. He'd rather not have told you, but. Here they are.

When that green returns, he'll see Algric hovering nearby, wringing his hands, staring at Jon for any sign that he's recovering. That green is ... hopeful? He lets himself brighten just a little, despite the awful chill of that statement. ]

I - yes. In. In a way. By the time you came back to life, I was so numb that any kind of personal contact hurt.

... But at the same time, you gave me a reason to keep trying.