...Well, now that I'm aware of it, I'll be able to keep it under control. [It's what he wants to believe. He has to. He's far too proud to let something imaginary control him.

Control? I'm giving you exactly what to you desire.
Why keep fighting? Just accept it. You know you wouldn't stand a chance in this place otherwise.

He takes in some air, closing his eyes for a moment.] You won't encounter it outside of combat. [He starts walking, looking to exit the schoolhouse, with or without her.]