I shouldn't have snapped at you. And I'm sorry--well, okay, I'm not and I'd do it again if you were in trouble--but I'm sorry for hurting you like that.

[That concession was the best he could do; Diarmuid of all people understood there could be no apology for what wasn't regretted, only for what was. As he spoke he simply offered his hand to the man beside him, to take or not if he chose.]

...thanks for looking out for those two. You did well, and if either of them shows up after us I'm going to hand you my cane and ask you to hit them.