Cristove snarled a bit from the slap on his back, but he held his tongue and just sighed as he continued to clean his wound. "Perhaps but that does not make me less right. If anything that makes me more right. Cause if my blind self can see the faults you most certainly should be able to see it" he said with a snicker. The pot on the fire began to whistle so he removed it from the heat, adding the crushed leaves for the tea into the water to allow them to steep a bit.<br/><br/>Looking to Kogren he took a moment to gather his words, "I will stay and I will help but you need to get a better hand on this situation. They are going to get themselves killed and anyone with them. If we die then the Nundar would have a clear path through into our lands. Our families and our tribes are already suffering from this war, more then the others" he sighed again taking out two small cups from his bag for the tea.<br/><br/>He took great care and time in pouring the tea, like it was part of a ritual. When there were two cups of the hot soothing liquid he stood and offered one cup to Kogren. "Still brother as usual I will have your back till the end of days. I might be blind but I am sure that you would appreciate having me there to protect you" he held up his cup for a small toast like salute before taking a sip. "Especially since you have no idea about the element of surprise. You and your big mouth" he chuckled lightly at his friend whom was more a brother than a friend.<br/><br/>"We have rations to eat or are we planning on hunting?" he asked as he looked about the group as they gathered.