There was a faint shiver as he felt the cloth touch his skin, the magic didn’t really like his own.  The infection however could not resist the magic that came with it and he groaned softly as the yellow pus stained with red blood was drawn out and he lost an inch of height on his back.  When it had filled to it’s maximum capacity.  Ali gave Kate a smile and he said to her, “My dear Kate, this day was a bare splinter of a memory.  The cruelest memory I ever had was when my pregnant wife and unborn son were executed before I entered the tender mercy of your aunt.”<br/><br/>When Peel lowered him he patted his arm lightly as he said to the man, “Thank you.”  Strength for more words were not in him but he did manage, “I will .. do better at thanking you when I am well friend.”  Then he bowed his head and faded a moment till he smelt the delicious scent of the soup but even then he only managed about five or six sips and he looked at the cider with great trepidation before he said to Kate, “I’m not .. sure I can drink apples.”  There was a faint frown as he whispered softly, “I .. don’t like them very much, you think this is a good idea?”  Of course she did, and he groaned a little but he took the blue container and he swigged it and he blinked, it was -delicious- and he took another healthy swallow and he said, “Alright you can give me that anytime.”  That caused him to smile at Kate and his face lit up with warmth though his right eye was still swollen from the beating.<br/><br/>All was good, until the coach lurched and he moved his arms wrapping around Kate’s hips and his biscep was starkly large against her belly, reaching to about an inch under her breast as he was tortured and muscular from long service as an oarsman but he was terrified like a child and he held onto her as such, he really had been beaten within an inch of his life and Kate had saved him, he did tell her.. “I .. will like what ever name you like.  As long .. as you don’t leave me.  Not for a little bit.. Please.  Promise.”