The smile on his face faded, though to something more neutral, maybe a touch concerned, and not anything malicious. He got it, he did. even if he'd been the one who had decided to start this whole exchange.

"Sorry. Wish I could say you were right." Well, wait. Maybe not, hold on. His brow furrowed, though less for the pebble that whizzed right through his chest and skipped across the sand behind him, and more for what he'd said. "Why haven't you be drinking water? You're not immortal!" Well...obviously.

He wanted to say more, but the talking and being visible was draining, so he let out a soft huff and let the vision of him fade. It would take a while still for him to rest enough to feel back to his full strength, but he was too invested now, to let the conversation end just yet. At the very least, without stretching himself too thin, his voice was a bit stronger when he spoke up again.

"Why are you even out here to begin with? I don't remember some of the things you were prattling on about."