[Oh, friend, if only he knew that's what you fretted over; he's learned that in the end, you can never truly protect someone fully. Just being there is what matters, be it late or not. Diarmuid just laughs softly at the gesture.]

Already had a horror story or two, a chara?

I had mistaken toilets for basins to clean one's hands first.

[A TRUE NIGHTMARE]

... I also learned that the lids of toilets are wonderful weapons...