Regulus nodded. "Understood. I don't particularly want to die," he said with a smile. "However, if you're right, Cissa should solve all my problems... well minus the poison. I'll have to leave it to your capable hands."
He shook his head. "I'm fine. You can keep them away and we're fine," he said, closing his eyes. He didn't even have to pretend to be sick. The feelings of despair were still there, and he could access them easily, too easily. "I'll see you when you get back."