<span style="font-weight: bold">"Put your hands where..." She stopped mid shout when she realized who she was pointing at. "Oh! I'm so sorry Rydag...I heard you out here and it startled me." </span><br/><br/>The shout had him up, rolling back off her makeshift deck into the sand below spear in hand prepared to defend himself. As the voiced apology synced up with his mind he lowered his spear with a sigh, â€œAmelia...â€ he began as he climbed back up, standing before her with a smile. â€œSorry about that...reaction. You startled me and well...â€ he shrugged at the end of his sentence not sure of what else to say. â€œSo...um...now that you are awake and safe I will return to my peopleâ€ he said with yet another smile before he stopped and turned back around to face her.<br/><br/>â€œIf you want you could...join me for a morning meal?â€ he offered as he hefted his spear to his shoulder. â€œIt will probably not be much but it will be delicious, I can promise thatâ€ should she accept he would walk with her back to his people. Should she decline, he would be fine with just heading back to alone, there were reports to be made and gotten about the events of last night. An accurate number of dead and injured to be made. A lot of work to be sure but he had little choice in the matter, it was all part of being a leader.