Tsk. [Elias looks disappointed, waving a dismissive hand. You're absolutely no fun, Jon.] I would think you'd prefer to be at your best in an unfamiliar place, with all manner of unforeseen dangers. But if you prefer to be malnourished and slow, that's your business, I suppose.

...it'd be a pity, though, if your, ah...friends were to turn up and you found yourself unable to defend them.