Hideaway Strath One fight AHahah

He did not stop her ministrations even if he had plans for his blood, as the gods deserved every bit of tribute he could offer, He could not and would not refuse his wife any thing. Besides wounds were easy to make and easy to heal in his mind

"My Darling I am a healer not a fighter, Fighting costs to much energy. I will leave that for the ones better adapted to it. I know and love my place. I Fight only when I must." He frowned at her fear bubbling up inside of him. For when he did decide to fight, he choose not to allow that energy to go to waste and he poured his whole being in the end result he'd chosen for the out come "I hope you don't think less of me"