Again his request for nourishment had to wait when the man whom he had earlier dared entrusting the defence of Mary to, who was, unlike any other man he had met in his life, on eye-level with him, stormed into the room. Although the man was visibly seething, Morr grasped his resolve and walked over to him<br/><br/>"Sir, if you would allow me, I would like to offer you my thanks, for taking care of milady- Mary."