[He doesn't say anything else for a pause, letting the healing magic work in silence with his eyes downcast. Rae settles on the back of the couch, paws folded as she watches the exchange with concern.]

...I don't think there's really anything to talk about. You probably heard what happened -- and it's not like I did anything to help.

[It's bitter and a little melodramatic, but not that far off the mark all the same. Ven unties the gauze to check his arm's injury, finding that it's been reduced to a small scratch in comparison to what it was. He takes the bandage off entirely with a quiet sigh.]

I just... thought I'd come a long way since arriving here. Now I know I haven't.