"I would be honored to, Milord," He said, expertly hiding the laughter that bubbled up in him the second before he noticed the distracted look.<br/><br/>He knew there was trouble then and there. Call it a sixth sense for danger. His body ached something terrible as he forced himself into a sitting position. Testing his legs, he went further by standing up. The blanket he placed on the cot as he caught it falling to the floor.<br/><br/>"If it would please you, Milord," He spoke with a respectful bow, surprisingly steady on his feet despite his injuries, "I could travel now if you wish."<br/><br/>Burning the last of his magic and some of his quickly returning strength, he found the strands of Kate's magic and pressed upon it, leaving the feeling and notion to be careful. He had no way of knowing if he had successfully gotten through to her. Just had to have faith that he had. Things were gonna become more difficult for them.