He would.

He wouldn't enjoy it but Sasarai is willing to exploit anyone's weakness if he feels like he has to.

At Ronan's response he arches a brow, sensing that the other man doesn't want to discuss his powers.

"When you put it that way I suppose my words do sound a bit silly."

Every Rune bearer feels tired after casting. Lately he's been feeling more tired than usual but he's also noticed the sensation of more magic flooding his body when he calls on the Rune. Somehow, his visit to the Horizon has deepened his bond with it. He's not weaker, he's more powerful than ever before. He's decided there's no need to mention any of this until he's adapted to this world a bit better.

He rises from his chair, reaches out to pat Ronan's shoulder, thinks better of it, and smooths out his pantleg instead.

"Well, Mister Lynch it has been..."

Nice? Not really...

"...Interesting talking to you."

Sasarai straightens up, walks to the other side of the fire then turns to face Ronan again.

"Ah, but before I go, could I ask you for a favor?"