"If I never see another deer again... Fine. I'll protect thy little sweetheart if it gets me out of here all the sooner." Forestfire actually beamed at him. He looked at her dispassionately, "In fact, I'll go one step further, and indeed, I shall become the most reliable of friends of his." She raised an eyebrow at him, tilting her head to the side. "And as good friend, I shalt tell him a little bird told me a certain someone holds a candle for him and simply cannot wait to see him again." Forestfire's face dropped and she looked sufficiently mortified.