...Yes. Very better.

[god this sounds like such a shitty argument, maybe because it isn't even an argument. His voice has weakened to reflect his inner-facepalming.]

I...don't know. [His grip slackens even more.] I'm a mender, not -- not a murderer. I can try, I guess. Better that it looks like me than someone else -- I don't know if I could otherwise. [And he's still weak in both heart and body so really it's going to go so smoothly you don't even know.] ...Although if it has all my magic, it won't kill it.