"Genji, then," he murmurs, voice soft - still a bit affected by their conversation. It'd been so soon after his injury (if he could even call it that) that the mere idea still threw him off his balance.

It wasn't even an option at home, but he was fairly sure that was because he still hadn't done the fae ceremony that would allow his adopted daughter to become a part of his house. No one wanted to jeopardize the king's health when he was the only heir left, and especially not now that his people had grown respect for his deeds.

He did, however, manage to smile, banishing away morose thoughts. "Ah - yes. I would, thank you. I'm not sure what I can do seated like this, unless you were to help me onto the ground..."