[He takes the ointment and removes the lid.] I've just had my fingernail in it, poking and prodding. Believe me when I say you putting this on will hurt much less than that.

[Then he turned to mention of the dream as he spread a little of the gel on his finger and set about smoothing it over the injury.] Still awful whether or not you can see it. Seems to me that some of what you felt during that time even came over to me. I couldn't help it. When I woke, I thought the threat was still there, whatever else you'd been afraid of before your butler came in. So I did what I would've done in a spot like that.