You protect them from any account- No. No. We're not having at this, not now...

[Concord grumbles out, moving to stand only to have Ali still slightly standing upon his hair, catching him with a groan so he sits back down and hangs his head. He'd notice anybody else resting upon his mane except Ali... just his luck,]

... we are far from Ulrych, Ali. I feel far, far from home.

[It makes him... tired. Concord isn't at risk for being away, the country could go on without him and visa-versa. Yet, the recognition of that is strangely devastating to contend with.]