Arjan did not mind visitors in small doses. All of this seemed to generate quite a bit of attention and curiosity. They didn't pry but they did bring gifts, which Arjan accepted without offering him many thoughts as far as the outcome. It was still very uncertain and he could tell if the man grew stronger by the day or weaker. Getting water into him was a painstakingly slow process and actual sustenance was out of the question until the man woke up. For now, Arjan was limited in what he could do but keep him clean, especially since he was sharing the space in which the healer lived, became important as well. He cut away the rest of his clothing to undress him rather than waiting for Rhiak. They were beyond help anyway and with the fire built up to almost stifling, he would sponge the fellow off and turn him so he wouldn't develop bed sores.<br/><br/>Much more than he originally intended but the man was hanging on and there were too many people around for Arjan to sit on his porch, content with the dying man in his hut. Orri would be checking on him and he wanted no questions as to why he hadn't done anything. Arjan's hands moved over the man's body. He had to have been someone used to labor. A soldier perhaps. Arjan could only guess but he would have answers if the man woke. Why he was out this far, specifically.<br/><br/>“If I cared for my way of life I should just poison you now,” Arjan said, leaning close to the man's ear. Morally he took issue with actively participating in the man's demise without knowing who or what he'd done with his life. He didn't wish to sully himself directly. He'd taken a vow after his escape and so far had no reason to go back on it, at least not until Orri had this man dragged to his doorstep.<br/><br/>–<br/><br/>“You would know better than I,” Rhiak said, staring at Orri as he turned around. “It has been the way of things though.” And Rhiak had no complaint over that, simply ready to accept his path even if it meant following the two spirit on unusual and sparse journeys such as this. He was not one to question any of it in the way Arjan wanted to. He'd grown up in the village with the purpose of being a hunter. He didn't know it would aid him in other endeavors but he found himself content with sharing company with the eclectic Orri.<br/><br/>“Being born on the same day would put us walking the same roads, yes? Bound to converge eventually.” He shrugged, aware he didn't have as much insight to offer as the other.<br/><br/>"Do you think this will work?" Rhiak asked curiously, not because he was skeptical of Orri, but because he wasn't sure of the determination of the other man to keep his life.