Looked at the dropped fisticuffs. "Why did you bring these?" As he moved to pick them up. He looked at her but not with pity, astonishment. He could guess how much pain she was in, and yet here she was trying to continue. She was either the strongest person he has ever met, or the most afraid of something. "It is okay, let my Master and I help or protect you." He continued to approach her with the fisticuffs in one hand and saber in the other. "Will you please come back with me? I wish for you to come back by choice. I will take the choice away though."