[As a man of infinite patience, Katurian doesn't complain when Mitsuhide starts plopping sea shells on top of his head. He does, however, flinch when the other man first reaches towards his head. It's nothing personal. Katurian has always been a bit twitchy. ]

You're very fun, too. But let's put off starting a fire for now, yeah?

[Back into protective guardian mode. It's impossible, after all, not to compare Mitsuhide to his brother. Katurian is certain that if Michal ever found himself with a handful of seashells, his head would be getting a similar treatment.]

Are you sure you're -- [able to provide medical care without completely losing touch with reality?] -- willing to help me like that? You've probably got other things you've been meaning to do today.