[Damn it. Of course Yuan would have checked the surveillance beforehand. Of course. Kratos's mouth gets thinner and his eyes narrow, and he makes a promise to himself that there will be coconut-related foods in the near future.]

I can't reach the bathroom without a support.

[It's not a grudging admission so much as a flat statement of fact. A moment later he adds, equally flatly:]

Smugness is terribly unattractive, you know.