Kate was happy to see him eat and and knew he would have difficulty at first..no telling how long his last meal or how far he was sent. The tropics was at least a month's journey or more if he was from the Dark Castle. Kate was patient and set out a vile of healing potion that she made in class earlier. Kate trusted her potions. She called to Peel who was just outside the gate; "Peel, He's hurt badly. Bring blankets and I need you to carry him. He is too weak to barely sit up."<br/><br/>Peel was over 50, gray haired human dressed in fine footman's uniform. He nods to the Mage and quickly returns with blankets. "I turned down the seat Lady Katherine." The man enters and Kate moves out of the way. The footman places blankets around the young warrior and cradles him gentle. "Hold on best you can. Anything broken Lad?"<br/><br/>Kate follows growling under her breath. "I ever see Malora again. I will punish her for this."