Haunted Wood Trails of Fire

Something clicked in the moment Santiago deferred to him so easily, there wasn't any challenge and the man didn't even seem terribly upset about him snapping. Valour felt bigger than he ever had before, like he held the strength of a thousand wolves just because one powerful one listened to what he said. It felt right to lead, it felt good and he knew why the Warlord rank was something everyone had been eyeballing Vengeance for. Releasing a tensely held breath he gave Santiago a grateful look as he nodded silently and moved aside to the man could help him gather Clay up. Just then he heard Clay begin to talk and if Valour could have blushed he would have instead ending up staring down at the injured boy with a stunned expression. He wanted to be courted? What was that? Like... flirting? 

Did Clay want Valour to flirt? 

Clay's not so graceful flop to his side snapped him out of it "Yes sir your highness sir, We'll get right on that" he said teasingly a slow smile forming over his tense expression and with a roll of his eyes playing off the demands with good humor looked over to Santiago, the fear for Clay's state of health still showing in his wide pupils  "help me get him up. Please" he looked away again quickly figuring Clay's delirious talk had been heard openly and feeling embarrassed though secretly his heart was going a million miles per hour and he felt a little woozy. Courting. There was the chance that it was actually just delusion brought on by exhaustion and pain. There was a chance that it was Valour reading too much into it. He knew this but did that mean he had feelings for Clay? The way he still felt a rise of hope made it clear to himself stubborn though he was, crush or not he really enjoyed being around Clay. Gently he pushed his nose underneath Clay's neck, lifting him up and sliding himself under so the boy was partially lifted until Santiago helped the rest of the way.