[There's an awkward sort of laugh on the other end of the communicator. Even with as grim as things look, he can't help but appreciate wordplay, no matter how unintentional.]

Perhaps now, but... I still dominated his will. He holds it against me to this day, and yet he wants me to teach him how to heal. I don't know if I can. I... I don't know if I should.

[And any mirth from that pun dissipates as he continues.]

And I don't know what he will do if I tell him I won't.