"Patience is the opposite of success, for me. You do know we met at a race? And I was the one doing the racing? Hesitation is defeat."
Francis straightened himself out a bit in his bed. A healer of worth would note subtle displays of discomfort.
"Who needs the meds when I've got Odgen's? Take a couple more swigs. Let me know when you're feeling it. Then give me some more. Then have some more for yourself. And then maybe we'll see about your 'healing duties.'"