[ Though McGillis can't say it out loud, it's exactly Huaisang's selfishness that makes these little acts of genuine care take their fragile little bit of hold on him. ]

I'll have to, won't I?

[ Mount McGillis rises from his seat! Just a big shapeless pile of fabric with McGillis' head. ]

I'm going to head back to the lodgings. If Jack thinks I haven't done my dues in chopping wood, he can take it up with me later.