[Valerius is staring Narsus in the eye, his gaze unblinking. When he gets the other man’s focus, he tilts his head.] That wasn’t a terrible swing, if I had to say so. I’m certainly grateful that there was no real weapon in your hand.

[He holds up his hands and offers a pleasant smile.] It’s no trouble, in any case. [Moving his hands to the small of his back, he raises an eyebrow] Now, I don’t mean to pry….But that seemed like an awful scene you were seeing...What do you suppose it was? I saw something similar in my own trance earlier, and I can't quite put my finger on its origins.

[Something to do with regrets, perhaps? Valerius hoped so.]