"Well then old bean" Arngeirr says to brother Korsarro, "I suppose it's time we move off then."  The giant begins to walk once more, somehow not as drained as before.  He is tired, surely, but Korsarro's heartfelt apology - and being given the opportunity to apologize as well - certainly stoked the fires in his huge gentlemanly heart.  The kitchen was not far away, and he soon entered leading Korsarro.  He made his way past dirty dishes and discarded foot and entered the dining hall where he saw lady Alyssa, vigilantly guarding both her relic and his own.  Truly she was a gentlewoman to silently accept the duty he had unwittingly laid on her shoulder.<br/><br/>"I say lass, I am hugely thankful for taking up my duty when I let it fall," he told her.  The giant placed himself at the table, sitting across from her and reaching out for the box he had left behind.  "This day has been tiring indeed.  I pray I did not cause you any grief."