Hearing what all Lord Lyons had to say, Dustin nodded as he leaned against the table. "Morning m'lord." He rubbed his eyes as he reached out to grab an apple. He looked at the chair with the new clothes for him on it then back to Gillian. He took a small bite of the apple as he listened closely to Gillian's information. "I believe I can handle a horse now that my wrist is in this splint." He held it up and wiggled his fingers. "I will proudly wear your coat of arms and share your tent." Thinking of sharing a tent with Gillian almost made him blush, but he quickly tried to squash that thought by taking another bite of apple. He knew he wouldn't be sleeping in the same cot as Gillian, he wasn't sure why he was thinking those thoughts. "Please do not worry for my mourning, I will mourn on my own time," Dustin urged hoping his mourning wouldn't be in the way of the generous Lord. Coming back after winter would bring Dustin more closure, but he didn't wish to think about any more death.<br/><br/>Looking to the younger Knight that walked up, Dustin took another bite of the apple. He saw that it was Lord Gillian's son. He sat down the remains of his apple to greet the Knight. "Well met Lord Jonathan." Dustin tried not to keep them from their ride back to the town. "I should dress and get to my horse so we can ride then," He didn't want to keep anyone waiting either. He was a bit shy to change in front of the two manly Lords but did not want to seem feminine.<br/><br/>Dustin walked over to the new clothes and held them up, it would be slightly difficult to clothe himself with the splint on. He would manage all the same though, he wanted to show that he was independent. He began to change into the new clothes that were given to him. He wanted to hurry so as to not delay them any longer.