Claudius kneels by the bedside, rather than hover above him. He wants to be humble. "I believe Sagramore is doing harm to himself. I say this not to stir discontent in thee, or drive thee toward an end of my choosing. I speak to thee as a man who loves him, whose sentiments have mirrored mine. And if there is no counsel in that, at least there may be fellowship. Wilt thou hear me?"