It's a good thing he was patient, because otherwise he probably would have locked you in a room once and for all and never let you out.

"Just try to grimace and i-.." He trailed off. Well, was he pissed? More worried. The whole time he was ranting about how you can't get a handle on yourself, how you're reckless, and how you need to stop taking so many risks.

“I specifically took myself off from Council duties." He said, glaring at you for a moment before grabbing some wound disinfectant and applying a compress to your bruised eye. The Council was already suspicious enough because of the two of you...Or maybe he was just paranoi. Yeah, probably he was just like that.

He was really worried though. There was no day or night when you would come all beat up, ill and ask for help. "Stars. I was so worried.."