"It only happened last night - when could I have possibly told you?" He asked, on the defensive. "Mostly I was busy keeping myself alive," among other things. But this time his voice was softer, having calmed down in a matter of seconds. Really, it wasn't her fault, but still.
"I would have notified you," he added, even if it wasn't true. He probably wouldn't have said anything at all and was regretting even mentioning it in the journals. It was the potion affecting his judgment, he reasoned.