[ Juuust going to gently lower that bow to the ground and nonchalantly plant his knee on it. He's no nursemaid, won't try other than making sure Jiros keeps breathing, but that's neither here nor there. ]

Make my work easy, and I'll work easily with you. Lay low, rest, beat yourself up 'maintaining your skills' when we're back traveling again tomorrow. Wearing yourself out right now is a liability to both of us, and we'll both pay. Which you might be into - [ who knows, some nobles are, and Licyn reaches out to gently chuck under Jiros' chin ] - but I'm not, unless you ask really nicely and are a particularly good lay. No offense, but I'd be surprised if you even knew how to unhitch your bitches for long enough to be any fun in the sack.

[ In other words, he's not planning on having it taken out of his hide for Jiros being a stubborn horse's ass over all this. ]