Námo would never refer to him as that.

Well, yes he would, but only if he were being intentionally cruel. Which, at the moment, he isn't.

He clasps his hands in front of him.

"I have worried about you since you took your leave of my room the other night." He swallows. "I also wished... to extend my apologies, Lee. I was cruel to you, forcing you into a corner and I should not have."