Yet hardly midday as you made claim. [ She folded her arms over her chest and watched as he made his pathetic attempts to stand. ]

If you are attempting to prove a point you are not doing well. [ Most would have chosen to keep that though to themselves but Tyrande felt the need to point that out to him. It was clear enough that he was trying to prove he was well to her, it was what he always did: he tried to hard to prove things. ]

Ah. Yes you are most certainly well. You have done well in convincing me of that.