Orion was somewhat aware of someone helping him, his body ached and his was so very tired still as a natural reaction he tried his best to help in support his weight using his still tightly clutched spear as a kind of crutch almost.<br/><br/>â€œPleaseâ€¦donâ€™t trouble yourselfâ€¦â€ he tried to get out for he did not like the idea of being a burden onto anyone. â€œReallyâ€¦just a moment by a fire and I will be out of your hairâ€¦â€ he spoke again as he helped her as best he could with supporting his weight as she guided him over to a large hearth fireplace.<br/><br/>Sitting with a grunt on a simply crafted wooden chair he finally let his spear clatter to the ground beside him, as he slowly shrugged off his back pack, silently thanking his aunt for crafting it for him out of several otter skins which made it basically water proof. He was starting to tremble when he felt a warm, dry robe being draped over his shoulders which he gratefully pulled tighter about himself.<br/><br/>â€œThank you so muchâ€¦I can pay you for thisâ€¦I have goldâ€¦â€ he said slowly as he reached into his shirt patting the inner pocket and discovering it empty. He should have known that the great spirits would have taken something as payment for them sparing him his life and other gear, and they were known to be partial to gold. Sighing he looked over his shoulder, his dreaded hair obscuring his view a bit of his current savior.<br/><br/>â€œI am afraid that I do not have any gold to offer you as payment for your helpâ€¦but I am strong and know how work hard to earn my keepâ€¦I am indebted to you for taking me inâ€¦â€ his usual soft and smooth tone sounding a bit horse from having roughly coughing up water earlier.