It appeared as if the Elf wasn’t going to simply allow him to help her, no, instead she chose to continue caring for him as if he was still close to death. He wasn’t really sure how long he’d been in that bed, but when Luna directed his attention to the make shift cart she’d built, he understood that it was no easy task to drag him all the way to... wherever this was. “Even if I was on wheels, I doubt it was easy to get me here. Thank you for not just leaving me for dead.” A small smile did come to his lips, even if it was fake. Andrel still wished that he could trade his life for his family’s, and all those who deserved to live instead of him, the one who ran. When she mentioned eating, he couldn’t deny how truly starving he was. Being asleep for a few days certainly made a man hungry. Yet, just as he was about to grab it, Luna seemed to have other ideas. She had pushed the snap pea past his lips and all he could do was allow it to happen. He simply began to chew, before swallowing and offering a sort of annoyed expression before sighing “You treat me as if I was a child.”<br/><br/>The Nord was about to ask for something else to eat, but his stomach apparently did the talking as if grumbled rather loudly. He shook his head and quickly apologized “Sorry, I guess I’m still hungry.” Luckily, the Elf was already hard at work on a solution, and soon a warm bowl of porridge was in his hands. She didn’t have to tell him to eat this time, as he got to work emptying the bowl of it’s contents. While he ate, Luna went to the wolf that had seemingly been the only constant companion in her life, and Andrel couldn’t help but stare as she walked away from him. He wouldn’t say it out loins, but by the divines did she have the body of a goddess. Sure, he had gotten a glimpse of her beauty when she removed her mask, but nothing like this. Her outfit ensured her assets were on display, but he doubted it was for him. Shaking his head, the Nord went back to his meal, that was until he heard the splash. Looking up from the bowl, Andrel saw Luna rise from the pond which she had apparently fallen in, and he was nearly about to get up, but it appeared she was was just fine.<br/><br/>Yet her misfortune presented him with quite the view. Her already tight outfit now clinged to her body, leaving little to the Nords imagination. It was wrong of him to stare, but Andrel couldn’t help himself. He’d never had a woman, and now that he was the last of his family alive, perhaps his body was keen on the idea of continuing the bloodline? Either way, he was quick to shift his gaze back to the empty bowl next to him as Luna approached. Gods, he hoped she hadn’t caught him starring. “I-uh... It was excellent.” He kept his gaze on the ground. Did she have no idea what she looked like? Now that he thought about it, his clothes were different then what he had been wearing when he went to sleep. Had she... seen him completely nude? It was actually rather embarrassing, considering he had no idea what had occurred in the past three days while he was asleep. “Do you happen to have a place to bathe?” He asked, his eyes still directed at the ground as he stood. “Unless you... Uh... Nevermind.” Has she bathed him as well? He didn’t know. Yet the thought of her touching him... it was different. Different then when she had touched his forehead (though that sent warm feelings throughout his entire body, he had imagined her hands somewhere else). “If there’s anything I can do to help, just name it. I’m feeling better, I can work.” He tried to avoid his current train of thought by focusing on the debt he owed her. It wasn’t working.