Larksong Grotto O lei, o lai, o lei, o lord,

A name he couldn't pronounce.
He tried it over a few times in his head, but those words were very foreign to him.
"As is yours," he quietly mused, still thinking over how to say such words.
Perhaps one so interesting should be spared from him.

He slowly sat down, almost perching ontop of himself to hug his forelegs as close to his body as possible.
He watched her cool her wounds, then remembered. He could actually help her.
He'd gathered himself a small herbal cache.
Well...herbal/drug cache.
"I has popps, for 'elpin' pain."
He of course meant poppies, but if she couldn't figure it out he'd have to try again.