[ He breezily waves a hand at the mention of supplies, seemingly oblivious to the fact that he, perhaps, should not be following at all. But then, he's oblivious to many things and most especially when he has it in his head that he can right a wrong, slight as it may be. ]

Promise, all I'm after is fixing the portrait I ruined. I'll sort out the details myself.

Your features, though, where do I start, where do I stop? I do need to be stopped sometimes, as a sidenote. Pity the artist chose an abstract interpretation, really well done on the whole of you. No need for artistic embellishments!

[ As he's...continuing to follow him, amazingly he does think to ask — ] Would you rather be left alone? Is this one of those moments I've completely gone wrong? I do that sometimes. A thousand years mucking about the universe and I'm still learning!