[For just a moment, Riddel pauses. It seems like such an obvious statement. She had to give up less to the angel. She isn't the one who was hurt. She doesn't have a full picture of the situation, but given that the only real difference is his injury, she has to deduce that's responsible for the drastic change in temperature for him. And the bizarre behaviour he's exhibiting.]

Of course I am. I was not hurt the way you were.

[Maybe he just needs her to be a voice of reason. She can do that.]

I think it is just better that you stay here with me. The fire is all nice and well, but I would rather you did not put yourself in additional danger.