"Brother Blake." Valetni murmurs, staring at the ceiling. "I would like to make you aware of the fact that I am in a great deal of pain at the moment, though it is certainly manageable, for now..." He pauses, drawing a shaky breath. "Would you happen to know, off the top of your head, the maximum safe dosage of Tears?" Though his words are casual, his voice betrays the strain of dealing with his wounds.<br/><br/>"Also," He begins, as a thought comes to him. "Would you be so kind as to send in my apprentice, Riley?" He coughs several times. "The upkeep of the temple cannot be compromised by my current si-" Another bout of coughing interrupts him.