It was fine. If you had something and took advantage of it, you didn't deserve to have it anymore. Especially when others did not. He had managed to clean most of the blood off when Fell returned, revealing bruises and shallow cuts and an exhausted Alec-- but then he always was.

"If you heal me I will never forgive you." Just throwing that out there. He took the tea and actually took a sip of it to pacify Fell-- then closed his eyes. It was sweet and hot and perfect and when he let out a breath it was probably too long and too deep so when he opened his eyes again he felt vaguely disoriented.

"I'm fine. Really. Just tired."