[It's probably for the better he doesn't know that there's some weird gap in their personal timelines. That the Warrior has returned to the Source, leaving his fate shrouded in mystery.

Pain has little been a deterrent to anything Solus does, and he'd be damned if a little pain were to stop him from talking. Still, he should probably give it a rest. With a nod to the first statement and a sidelong glance at the second, Solus gestures for Estinien to get up.]

Well, let us see if these weary knees of mine will cooperate. If not, then you may very well have to carry me, dragoon. But I'm certain that'll prove no issue for you.

[His tone has shifted, back to that playful and nasally sound it usually holds. The more serious, lower octave it held before utterly gone.]