The feeling of the Master pressed against him caused Simon to tense slightly. His presence seemed to envelop all of the healers senses. His anger deflated slightly, knowing that he really had no reason to feel the way he did. Morgan was able to do as he pleased. But even with the anger disappating, the uselessness he felt was still left behind.
"It's fine." The man replied quietly, Morgans breath against his ear sending a shiver down his spine. Turning his head slightly, he locked his eyes with the others. "I shouldn't have snapped..It's your home."