Porcupine Ridge wizened and weary

Novak worried for Diane, but knew she could handle herself. He understood Vuk would be able to care for the wound, him having no knowledge of caregiving, except protecting, if that even counted. She seemed to stiffen when he checked out her wound, and the last thing the brute wanted was to make her uncomfortable so he wouldn't stress the topic much more. The male looked her in the eyes for a mere moment, before searching his mind for another thing to converse about. He was lead to be reminded of Anwyl, and wondered what Jhala had spoken about him. "What has Jhala said about Anwyl?" He asked, unaware it might be a bit strange to change the topic to quickly, especially to something that didn't relate to the situation.