He watched her and listened careful shock spreading over his face. "Were these thieves in my Mistwoods? His face slightly pink with anger that creatures from his domain could harm another since never has harm come to anyone in the Mistwood before. He became very deep in thought at that. His hand rising with great effort and landing gently on her head, he could hear what sounded like matches being lit and she felt her head filling with some kind of incredible soothing heat, it was hot but in a good way, wrapping around each nerve rubbing into them and eliminating all the pain they were transmitting from the injury to the brain, all she felt was a calming warmth and a fuzzy happy feeling. Sounds of sparks erupted from his chest as e turned his head coating his mouth with his free hand she could see smoke rise through the cracks of his fingers and ash fall lightly on his lap. "|Forgive me... I have not been able to eat recently the fuel I need so I am fairly rough. Also forgive the fact till my host is found my full magic can not be used, thus I can not heal you, only dull your pain. I am sorry...." his blue eyes were misty and pure truthful in wanting to help her more. He removed his hand and watched her scarf get removed. He smiled at the ears, they gave him great joy, since his mother had been Elven.