Kate listened and made mental note that there was a lesson in magic. There was a name a type of magic or spell. Aroas, a elven word. It about killed her to see him tense and knew tears were down his cheeks. Kate stopped, She gave him a wet cloth and moment to breath. "You are brave to endure and you will have your own room, a soft bed and fireplace. To loose a friend is hard. The life is harsh. You will not take anything for granted."<br/><br/>Kate lightly rubs his arm. "Your not weak Alax."Pain lets us know we are alive. No shame in tears."<br/><br/>Kate heart broke listening to him, "Friends." She sniffles and wipes her tears, "Yes. You are not a pet Alax. I will never treat you as one. We will learn elven together. It is a very ancient language and I am honored to be your friend. Your not alone anymore. Your parents should be very proud to have you as their son."<br/><br/>Kate lays her head on his shoulder, "He was mute or deaf. There is a language for them. The poor boy. How horrible for you to witness. You want more warm cider. I am sorry I know your cold. It is helps the swelling and keeps your wound from infection."