Ginko's tail thumps against the clinic floor, just once, and he glances away with a quiet snort. "Not sure I can promise that."

Sure, he'll keep his distance and not try to interfere where Epsilon can handle himself - but not worrying isn't really an option, and, frankly, he would hope Epsilon knows that by now.

As for Faust: "I appreciate that, but I do intend to be available if you need me to do anything. I'm not that badly off."

After all, his injury was only ever half the reason he decided to hang around... and he doesn't want to give Epsilon the idea that the results of his actions are worse than they actually are, so far as he can tell.