Feeling grateful to Lord Gillian, Dustin wiped away his tears and held onto the basket along with his wrist. He felt that Gillian was right, his father would've wanted him to move forward. He was always pushing Dustin into the future with all the resources that were available to them. "I will work my hardest to see that my father's will is fulfilled." Dustin tried to motivate himself further.<br/><br/>While on the horse with Gillian, Dustin felt safe. The Lord's strong arms guided him towards his future. He hoped to make him as proud as he wished he made his father when he was among the living. Dustin could've slept on the way to camp, but seeing his village reduced to little more than ash and charred bones made his fears come to life.<br/><br/>As they arrived to camp, Dustin tried to push those horrific images out of his head. He nodded in greeting to the man who helped him into the mages tent. He sees the middle-aged woman and sat down the basket and followed the woman's directions by sitting on the cot. He slowly let go of his hand revealing a bloodied cloth to the woman. "Thank you for your service miss." He said after sitting down. Hearing the woman comment about his hurting inside him made him hang his head a bit. He closed his eyes as she washed his dirty face with the cool, wet cloth. Blushing at the woman's comment of thinking of the person to give his manhood to, Dustin quickly laid on the cot, it was quite comfortable at this moment. Dustin closed his eyes and couldn't help but think of the knight who saved him, which made him blush even more before he passed out under the woman.<br/><br/>Woken by the sound of men running about readying the camp to leave, Dustin was still a bit groggy. The warmth of the blanket was a pleasant way to awaken. Dustin felt his new attire wrapping him in warmth as well. The flannel nightshirt was welcomed by him, it made him feel human again. He raised his arm and looked at his newly stitched wrist in bandages and a splint. It felt much better, almost good as new. He wiggled his fingers a bit to ensure he could still move them. Looking around the tent, Dustin saw Gillian packing up his gear as well, he sat up in the cot slowly. His stomach made a low growling sound that he usually awoke to. He saw that there was fruits and breads in a bowl in the middle of the tent and he tried to stand. Stumbling a little, Dustin steadied himself on the table.