[He ain't lying! Just cause he's a little bitter doesn't mean he has trouble brewing in his head. Gosh! The mention of the Oracle has him scowling more than he already was though and he's quick to snap back at Emet's assessment.]

To hells with the Oracle! Where was she when we needed her?! To think she could just come in at the end-- It was my sacrifice to make!

[Wait-]

Urgh...

[He brings a hand up to his brow, nursing his head. This wasn't the point of the call. He wasn't meaning to air any of this to Emet. Ascians, Hydaelyn, he's tired of them all. After a moment, belatedly he realizes what Emet last said. Honestly how does he even take that? Comfort? A mockery of it perhaps.]

I have no need for your mock comfort, but do as you will.