[Caesar grimaces.] Truly spoken. And alas; any sort of retaliation is surely doomed to failure, so a surrender it is -- for today, at least.

[He frowns slightly -- his whole wing twitches rhythmically and he waits for it to stop, taking the time to evaluate himself before answering the question.] I could catalog the list of aches and pains, but it's rather pointless, anyway. There's still a touch of fever, and I think the bandages will need to be removed completely, soon. The rate of regeneration is increasing, it seems.

This process leads to a whole host of questions I'd love to have answered, though. Unfortunately, we'll get no answers.