[ As he watches her expression fall, it occurs to him that he's heard many such stories in the inn's tavern. Many more times he's seen groups of adventurers stumble into the inn with their numbers less than they had been when they left. Sumina is always there to lend an ear, of course. It's part of her job and she takes it quite seriously.

But gods above, that must wear on her. ]

It's all right. Sincerely. [ He tucks his hand beneath her chin, lifting her gaze to meet his own. His smile small, but genuine. ] As you can see I'm very much alive and well. And I have no regrets over my pact or my patron.