*Andrew looks up with difficulty at the comical, surprisingly goofy conversation. Humour? In this place? Surely not. It's enough to almost make him crack a smile. Small miracles can be a blessing.

He pulls himself up in an attempt at greeting, despite how much it hurts.*

Do you need any assistance at all?

*His eyes quickly flit over the two men, and linger just slightly longer on Regulus. Young, attractive (or would be under different circumstances), and certainly submissive from what he can see. Maybe old habits needn't die hard after all.*