Ardn't laid low for the better part of the day. He encountered the cabin boy occasionally but he was weary. The only one who wasn't seemed to be Luitwin and that was understandable given his size and questionable history. The holy man brought food with him and then left Ardnt to eat alone like he usually did. When he returned he came back with a bag and a promise of fresh air. Ardnt followed placidly, agreeable after a full belly. After Luitwin had him sit in the chair it became obvious what he carried with him in the leather bag, reminding him of the request from earlier. Luitwin wanted to clean him up, at least as much as Ardnt would allow. A smooth cheek was meant for boys, women, and soft nobility. It was preferred and in the biting cold, often times functional.<br/><br/>It was chilly, as Luitwin had warned, but Ardnt found it comfortable. Better than staying put in the stuffy cabin and perhaps he'd let him stretch his legs after he was finished. His arm wasn't in any sort of working order but his legs worked just fine and the more immobile and cooped up Ardnt was the more his joints ached and muscles stiffened. No one else was around and Luitwin seemed as if he came and went like some holy, respected ghost.<br/><br/>“If you insist,” Ardnt said. It wasn't much bother to let Luitwin proceed. His hair was tangled from going between wet and dry while neglecting it. He usually wasn't as unkempt as he appeared then, but Luitwin was right. His arm made it difficult to do many things and he was feeling a little dejected on top of it all given his current situation. Change, especially at his age, seemed rather daunting. It was simply having so few options that would force it, but so long as he could convince Luitwin he was sincere it would be enough.<br/><br/>“Maybe explain to me how this all would work.” Ardnt paused. “Say it goes exactly as you have it planned. What is the best case scenario?” Would they be in agreement in regards to 'best case scenario'? He didn't doubt he'd simply be able to repent and then go free. It seemed too easy, and Luitwin made it seem like this would be lengthy. That he would be responsible for him, but for how long? Beyond redemption, Ardnt didn't see what the goal would be.<br/><br/>“Most Alrians aren't opposed to religion exactly. It's just not as influential over there, especially where men are better schooled in combat than in saving one's soul. I've told you it's never done much for me but I can honestly say I've never given it much of a chance either. Some things have me curious, I guess. Are all Herzland monks like you? I don't imagine you gain anything from helping me, but that's it, right? You've transcended to something more superior than the average man.” Ardnt moved to accommodate Luitwin as he worked, lifting his chin, trusting even with the sharp instruments if only because of what the other man was.<br/><br/>“After this could we take a walk? My body is stiff and the mind is restless. Only so much pacing that can be done in the cabin.”