"Yes," He looked reluctantly hopeful, "You may have met her already. She is very beautiful and strong. A force to be reckoned with. I think you will like her."

He paused, shaking his head at Athelstan when he apologized, "You have nothing to apologize for. Not when it comes to," He motioned between them, "This. Us."

At the mention of his injuries, he turned his hand slightly, frowning a little when he saw that his hand still seemed to be bleeding.

"I may need you to sew that. It is deep. The others are nothing and this is just an annoyance... but a bloody one," He pointed out, making a face.