Stone Circle Half a world away

As Valette chided him he gave her a smile, unfazed by her strict tone. He looked to his shoulder as she asked, and then back to her, his grin still apparent. "Im not in any danger of dying, it'll heal," he replied. He knew he was being stubborn, but regardless of his state Valette was the one who needed him during the fight.

"A scrape it might be," he retorted. "But not all wounds are physical— Valette you were frozen during the fight. Do you want to talk about it?" He stepped closer to her, his brows pinched closer together, but gave a nod to her "I will stay in your den and let you tend to my wounds if you wish, but let tend to yours as well."